Chapter 553: He Has Been Guarding You for a Long Time
After their kiss, he silently stayed by Jasmine Yale’s side.
His brilliant big eyes blinked relentlessly as they stared at Jasmine Yale, never looking away.
It had been so long since he’d been this close to Jasmine Yale…
In her feverish delirium, Jasmine Yale felt as if she were stranded in a desert.
She aimlessly searched for an exit, but couldn’t find one no matter how she tried.
From afar, she seemed to hear someone calling her name “Jasy” “Jasy”. The voice was childlike and clear.
However, when she turned her head, there was no one to be seen.
Jasmine Yale panicked.
Of course, she remembered that voice. It was Little Chale’s.
The sweet, adorable Little Chale.
Why was Little Chale calling her so urgently? Was something wrong? No, it couldn’t be…
Stressed and startled, Jasmine Yale stood in the middle of a desolate open space, looking around with wide eyes.
“Little Chale, Little Chale…”
He was such a small thing; nothing bad could possibly happen to him.
“Little Chale, Little Chale…”
Chale Cheney’s long eyelashes fluttered, and he excitedly shook Jasmine Yale’s arm.
“Jasy, Jasy, baby is here.” He couldn’t resist kissing Jasmine Yale again.
When Elder Cheney was around, he was possessive and wouldn’t allow him to kiss Jasmine Yale.
Finally, with Elder Cheney not present, Jasy was his! His!
Joe Heath was also surprised, his face filled with astonishment and wonder.
He hadn’t expected Chale Cheney to actually wake Jasmine Yale up!
It was really quite miraculous.
It seemed that Jasmine Yale had always had a place in her heart for this little guy.
Even if there were no other people in the world that she cared about, she still reserved a place deep within her heart for him.
He even took precedence over Joe himself.
As long as she woke up, everything would be fine.
Joe Heath came over and also shook Jasmine Yale’s arm, bending over.
“Jasmine, wake up, look at Chale Cheney, he’s been watching over you for a long time now.” Joe Heath said.
Jasmine Yale’s lips trembled as she heard Joe Heath’s voice.
Her eyelids were so heavy, she wanted to open them, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t.
“Water…” Jasmine Yale said, parched.
Chale Cheney and Joe Heath rushed to get the boiled water on the table.
Their hands collided, and Chale Cheney grinned, showing off two rows of baby teeth—
“Uncle Heath, I’ll get the water for Jasy.”
“Hmm.” Joe Heath didn’t argue with him.
Even though Chale Cheney was still a child, he knew how to care for others.
“Jasy, you’ve finally woken up…” Chale Cheney tried to attract her attention.
Upon hearing Chale Cheney’s voice, Jasmine Yale finally managed to open her eyes with effort.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the little boy resting at the side of her bed.
His fluffy hair, lucid big eyes, a prominent nose, and an obedient face.
He looked just like him.
Jasmine Yale tried to move her arm, but her body was aching and weak.
She turned to look at Chale Cheney, intending to pat his little head.
Unfortunately, she didn’t have enough strength to do so.
So she just curled up her lips, smiled, and asked, “How did you get here?”
“Uncle Heath said Jasy was sick. So, baby came here, it’s winter vacation.” Chale Cheney replied obediently to Jasmine Yale.
Jasmine Yale’s long lashes fluttered, and her eyes held a confused and absent light.
She glanced at Joe Heath once more.
Joe Heath explained, “Your fever wouldn’t break, so I called Little Chale Cheney over. I guess I was just too anxious.”
He had tried so many methods, but none were able to wake her up.
Jasmine Yale barely managed to extend her arm from the quilt, her pale fingers gently touching the little lad’s cheek.
He was as innocent and cute as ever, absolutely adorable.
He seemed carefree, as if he hadn’t a clue about anything.