Fated love: the unwanted bride-Chapter 2133: When the Protests Start, the Baby Kicks Her

Butler Santana’s heart still leaned towards Yukon Carbon, she genuinely liked Yukon Carbon.

It’s just a pity that Jasmine Yale never had romantic feelings for Yukon Carbon.

Jasmine Yale smiled, "Butler Santana, I know my limits. Evan isn’t as serious as you say. He also takes me out for walks and shopping. Didn’t you say that when someone gives a gift, I should return the favor? Well, this time is just a perfect opportunity."

Butler Santana knew that no matter what she said, it would be useless.

She didn’t try to persuade anymore.

Jasmine Yale shuffled around the house lazily in her slippers, a look of laziness and drowsiness on her face.

Occasionally, she would even yawn.

The whole journey really exhausted her.

Luckily, the baby in her belly wasn’t too fussy, only sometimes protesting, and when it protested, it would kick her.

In the evening, Jasmine Yale sent a message to Sylvan Cheney: "President, I’m back in Cakago and brought you a gift. I’ll wait for you at your apartment entrance at six tonight."

Before long, Sylvan Cheney replied: "I have a social event tonight; I won’t be home!"

Jasmine Yale: "Can I enter your apartment then?"

This time, Sylvan Cheney didn’t reply.

He didn’t reply to the message, and Jasmine Yale couldn’t guess what he was thinking. Anyway, she had the key in her hand; she might as well go directly later.

The osmanthus brew made by Butler Santana was placed in an insulated box, and she carried a black backpack, ready to go out.

"Miss Yale, be careful on the road. Call me if anything comes up," Butler Santana reminded, "Are you coming back tonight?"

Jasmine Yale nodded, "I’m coming back."

"Have Evan bring you back, don’t foolishly walk the streets alone at night, it’s not safe."

"Okay, I know."

"Alright, as long as you know, you can go."

Although Butler Santana had a thousand dissatisfactions with Evan, after all, he was someone Jasmine Yale liked, someone who could make Jasmine happy, so she did not oppose too much.

The bag was not heavy, and the insulated box was also very light, Jasmine carried it without much effort.

The evening sunset fell on the ground, stretching the shadows of trees and buildings. The whole world seemed gilded, beautiful and gentle.

The blue silk hairband on Jasmine Yale’s head shimmered with a serene beauty under the sunset, and she squinted slightly, walking towards the outskirts of the neighborhood.

She knew where Sylvan Cheney’s neighborhood was and directly hailed a taxi.

When she arrived at that luxurious neighborhood, the sky was already left with only a faint light, as the night was about to swallow the brightness. Streetlights were all lit, and the autumn night had started to bring wind.

Jasmine Yale walked slowly, timing it so she would reach his apartment at exactly six.

Even if he wasn’t home, it didn’t matter. She would tidy up his apartment and leave the gift there.

Strolling and pausing, what would normally take ten minutes for an average person, took her a full half an hour.

This neighborhood had excellent landscaping, with winding paths everywhere, a variety of trees planted along the roadsides, and many lush green potted plants placed around.

The scent of flowers lingered in the air.

Familiar with the way, Jasmine Yale went upstairs, stopping at the door of his apartment building.

Taking out the key, as usual, she prepared to open the door.

Unexpectedly, the door wouldn’t open.

Jasmine Yale frowned; had she taken the wrong key? That wasn’t right.

She tried two more times, but still, it wouldn’t open.

Under the light, she looked closely at the lock, her heart fluttering.

Did he... change the lock?

In an instant, her body felt cold, a chill rising from the soles of her feet, spreading all over.

She shivered.