He still hasn’t given her an explanation to this day.

Of course, he won’t have the chance to explain in the future either, as he’s forgotten everything.

Sylvan Cheney lowered his head, refusing to let her go: "Oh, I’m being unreasonable, then let me be unreasonable this once, okay? Jasmine, let me take care of you, I can take good care of you, and if I don’t, you don’t have to marry me, alright?"

"You simply can’t take care of anyone!" Jasmine Yale was about to lose it.

How could he possibly know how to take care of someone?

He’s been waited on by others all his life.

"I can." Sylvan Cheney argued with her, "You said the food I cook is delicious, what’s wrong with that? You’re pregnant now, and many things are inconvenient for you, I can take care of it all."

"You weren’t born to take care of others." Jasmine Yale said flatly, "I won’t let you take care of me, I can’t afford it."

He’s the favored son of heaven, the elite of Landon, like a tiger or a wolf.

Now he’s simply down for a moment, but one day, he will stand at the pinnacle of power again, just like before.

How could she dare to let him take care of her?

Even with ten times the courage, she wouldn’t dare to command someone so powerful.

"What do you mean born not to take care of others? Wherever you think I fall short, I can change." Sylvan Cheney looked at her, still very anxious, "I admit, I’m busy with work. If you can live with me, I’ll decline all unnecessary social engagements, and at least, I can make you breakfast every day."

"Sylvan Cheney, don’t be like this, I have an aunt to take care of my daily needs, you don’t need to take care of me. Cooking, doing laundry, such things shouldn’t be done by you."

"I’m willing to, isn’t that okay?" He was a little angry.

"I can’t afford it."

"Jasmine Yale, what are you saying? Then what about when you took care of me? You could take care of me, why not give me a chance to take care of you? Put simply, you still don’t want to be with me."

"You’re just doing this on a whim, or maybe you’re compensating me, but I don’t need this."

"Let’s not talk about this." Sylvan Cheney was afraid of arguing with her, "It’s lunchtime, let me take you out to eat, what do you want to eat? Do you want to go to that French restaurant you like?"

Jasmine Yale shook her head: "I’m not hungry." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"I’m hungry."

"Then you go eat, don’t worry about me, I’m going home."

"Isn’t it nice here? Although there’s only one bed, if you’re willing to stay, I can sleep on the sofa all the time." Sylvan Cheney looked at her, not getting up, staring straight at her, "If you really find it uncomfortable, I can buy a new place, okay?"

"Sylvan Cheney, don’t do this, I can’t afford it."

"Then what do you want me to do? I’m not sure what to do anymore..." Sylvan Cheney’s eyelashes drooped down.

It seems like he’s done everything right and wrong.

Jasmine Yale remained silent, her eyes shimmering like stars, dim as the sky outside the window.

Sylvan Cheney held her waist, refusing to let go.

"Jasmine, I’ve done a lot of wrong things, for example, I shouldn’t have fought, I apologize to you, I’m sincerely sorry."

"You don’t need to apologize, I was there when you were fighting, I told you to stop, but you didn’t listen, so why bother apologizing to me afterward? I told you not to drink, but you were still drunk last night. In other words, what I say doesn’t matter much to you."

Sylvan Cheney was surprised, staring at her with wide eyes, unable to utter a single word in rebuttal.

The air, suddenly silent.

The surroundings fell into silence.

The gloomy sky outside the window seemed even dimmer.