Chapter 569: Daddy Said He Will Bring a Little Grey Plane for Baby
The evening wind in the courtyard swept up her long hair, and she leaned against the trunk of a tree, crossing her arms in front of her.
Her fingers were already ice cold.
“Ann Nolan, don’t provoke me. There are things I won’t repeat twice.”
The man’s voice had become utterly cold, filled with threats and indifference.
Nolan could imagine his current state of mind – he probably wanted to tear her apart.
There was not much expression on her beautiful face, but deep within her eyes lay an endless darkness and weariness.
“Then make sure you secure the company from grandpa in time. This New Year, I will put on a good show to keep grandpa happy.”
Her voice was extremely faint, as placid as an old well with no ripples.
She knew that the only reason Zaiden Santos had married her was for the family business held by his grandfather.
At first, she refused to admit it. But now… even if she didn’t want to, she had to accept it.
After all, one shouldn’t deceive oneself continuously.
After uttering these words, Nolan hung up the call.
She wiped the corner of her eyes with her thumb, silently raising her head, standing silently in the cold wind for a long while.
She had never imagined that her love, her marriage would end in such a mess, leading her to this point.
Seeing that Nolan had been standing outside for a while, Jasmine Yale anxiously came looking for her.
Nolan pulled herself together and smiled slightly, “Why did you come out? It’s cold outside.”
“Noticed you weren’t coming back, was worried, so I came to find you.”
“I was on the phone for a while but now it’s quite late, we should head back.”
“Yes, we should say goodbye to the tutor’s wife.”
Jasmine and Nolan started walking toward the living room together.
At ten o’clock, Nolan, driving her car, took Jasmine away.
Xandra Mackenzie, the young girl, escorted them to the outside of the villa and waved goodbye.
It was quite late and Nolan, feeling concerned, ensured Jasmine reached the bottom of her apartment block before leaving.
After bidding goodbye to Jasmine, Nolan didn’t feel like going back. Instead, she decided to stay at a hotel for the night.
The next morning, Jasmine was awakened by the vibration of her mobile phone.
She rubbed her forehead and reached for the phone.
As soon as she picked up the call, she heard Chale Cheney sobbing inconsolably. His crying was loud and heart-wrenching.
Fear gripped Jasmine, “Little Chale, what happened? Did someone bully you? Tell Jasy.”
Little Chale was quite mature and hardly ever cried. The suddenness of his tears now…
A sense of panic seized Jasmine.
No way, she and Joe Heath had kept a tight lid on the news, even Butler Santana probably didn’t know about it.
There was no way Little Chale could have found out!
He was just a little boy.
The longer they could keep the truth from him, the better.
At least, she wanted him to have a happy New Year.
It definitely wasn’t that.
Jasmine’s heart was in her throat, fluttering like a leaf in the wind, teetering on the edge.
“Jasy, what happened to daddy, what happened…waaaa…” Little Chale cried.
With a loud crash, Jasmine’s heart shattered.
With sleep entirely gone, she sat up in bed, leaning against her pillow – a rush of cold air swept over her, leaving her bereft.
She held her phone, her pale lips moved, but suddenly she didn’t know how to console a three-year-old child.
He was only three years old.
How could he comprehend what it meant to lose someone.
How could he know that his daddy would never come back again.
“Jasy, you told me daddy was on a trip, didn’t you? Didn’t you…” Little Chale choked, his shoulders heaving with sobs, “Daddy said he would bring a little grey toy plane for me…”