In the warmly glowing apartment, there were only the two of them.
During meals, Jasmine Yale would chat a lot with Sylvan Cheney.
When it came to topics he wasn't interested in, like celebrity gossip, he wouldn't contradict her but would listen quietly.
And when they talked about some mutual topics, they would have a good discussion.
"Jasmine, you don't have many things in the apartment. How about we go out to buy some later? Clothes, shoes, and whatnot?" Sylvan Cheney suggested, "Since you're staying here, let me take care of you."
"You don't have any experience taking care of a pregnant woman, it's not suitable."
"I can learn, I'm quite confident in my ability to learn." Sylvan's attitude was somewhat domineering, "Let me take care of you, otherwise if I get a baby for nothing, I'll feel guilty."
"..."
Jasmine Yale originally wanted to refuse.
But on second thought, he had a point.
