Jazmine sat by the window, her room offering a perfect view of the ocean. However, her current mood was so gloomy that even the sight of the sea made her feel as if she were about to suffocate.
Where on earth is Giancarlo?
"Mom, what are you doing?" Nina was always clinging to her side, not giving her even half a minute of free time, which greatly diluted her longing for Giancarlo.
Yet, it also made her feel heartache for her own child. Such a young child, worrying about her emotions, she really wasn't qualified to be a mother.
"Nina, don't worry about me."
Nina walked over and sat down next to Jazmine. "Mom, why is that aborigine staying with us? Are you planning on keeping her here?"
"I don't care about that matter. If King can't stand her, he'll naturally drive her away." Jazmine wasn't interested in anything.