Chapter 508: What would you do if the baby is still alive?

"Mr. Cheney, I think you can understand how I'm feeling." Jasmine Yale said calmly, "I lost my own baby three years ago, he was also your flesh and blood."

"If it weren't for the accident three years ago and the baby were still here, what would you do?"

Sylvan Cheney held a cigarette in between his lips.

Smoky tendrils curled around his face.

His handsome and determined face hidden in the interplay between the light and the smoke, partly concealed and partly seen.

"There are no ifs." Jasmine Yale was exceptionally calm.

She sat on the bed with her legs folded, her eyes without a ripple.

"Answer me."

"There's nothing good to answer." Jasmine Yale didn't like this kind of question, "Let's not bring up that baby anymore...tell me, is Little Chale doing better?"

She had been worrying at home all day.

Several times she wanted to go to the hospital, but restrained herself.

She had promised herself, once Little Chale had a mother, she would step aside.