Chapter 342 How Can She Get Married Again

Chale Cheney, in his eyes, was more mature, obedient, and sensible than other kids.

Jasmine Yale really didn't want to hurt him.

However, she remembered what Joe Heath had said last night.

"Why are you overflowing with Mother Teresa-like compassion again? He's my older brother's son, what does he have to do with you? Even without you for three years, didn't my brother take care of him just fine? You, acting as if you're an indispensable part of this? Do I need to snap you out of it with a harsh word?"

Sylvan Cheney's son, what did he have to do with her?

She had lost her own baby, why should she put his son first?

Jasmine Yale grabbed her hair in distress.

Indeed, it was so conflicting, so painful.

Her heart was in a knot, causing an unbearable torment.

Sorrow and bitterness surged up.

Her head seemed about to explode...

Butler Santana noticed the pain written all over Jasmine Yale's face, thinking he had spoken too harshly.