Fated love: the unwanted bride-Chapter 2167: Your Dad... On a Whim!

Sylvan Cheney: No ambition.

Jasmine Yale let the breeze blow through her hair, watching it dance lightly. She glanced at her phone and laughed in disbelief.

She didn’t like being criticized, so she replied immediately: Indeed, I don’t have much ambition. My biggest dream is to become a wealthy wife, that’s more relaxing.

Sylvan Cheney: ...

Jasmine Yale: Enough talk, I’m going to dry my hair. After that, I’m going to tell my baby a story.

Sylvan Cheney: Kids can’t even understand!

Jasmine Yale: My baby is not you, my baby is smart.

Sylvan Cheney: ...

After sending the message, Jasmine went to the bathroom to blow-dry her hair.

Soon, the sound of the hairdryer filled the surroundings, quite noisy.

Jasmine hadn’t cut her long hair yet, firstly because no one was available to accompany her, and secondly, she was a little reluctant.

Her fingers gently threaded through her hair, letting it float lightly, the jet-black color shimmering under the light.

The autumn night was quite alluring, even the wind felt gentle, like a girl’s touch.

After drying her hair, Jasmine touched her belly.

"Baby, alright, it’s time for us to sleep."

Her vacation had just begun for a day, and she already felt at ease.

She could sleep in late in the morning, learn cooking from Butler Santana in the afternoon, and spend more time with her baby in the evening.

In this regard, she was quite grateful to Sylvan.

If it wasn’t for him deciding, she couldn’t possibly have such a long maternity leave.

Jasmine sat on the bed and picked up the storybook from the bedside.

"Today, we’re telling the story of ’The Frog Prince’. Baby, if you think it’s nice, be good and don’t kick Mommy, okay?" Jasmine gently negotiated with the baby in her belly.

The soft orange light spilled onto Jasmine’s face, making her fair and rosy face appear even softer.

Her sweet voice echoed in the bedroom, softly.

Jasmine flipped through the storybook, her face filled with happiness.

The baby inside her listened intently, not causing any fuss, being particularly obedient.

Jasmine touched her belly, a gentle glow in her eyes.

The phone buzzed briefly.

Jasmine had just finished telling a story. She took a sip of plain water from her cup and picked up her phone.

It was a voice message from Sylvan.

Jasmine played it.

Immediately, her face showed a look of surprise.

Gradually, that surprise melted away like tea, blending into her heart.

The voice message was long. It wasn’t anything else, it was a story told by Sylvan.

It was "The Rabbit and The Hedgehog".

Sylvan’s voice was low and sexy. Although he had been drinking, it was clear and not too intoxicated, as rich and pleasant as ever.

The voice message was mixed with the sound of wind and faintly, the sound of piano and violin could be heard.

The story was complete and clear, and Jasmine listened to it from beginning to end.

She had to admit, Sylvan’s voice was really nice to listen to, so much she felt a bit intoxicated.

She never expected Sylvan would be so patient when telling a story, with a voice full of magnetism.

Unable to resist, Jasmine listened to it several times.

As she listened, she couldn’t help but touch her belly and say, "Little one, your dad’s voice is so nice, will you find fault with Mommy? No, you can’t find fault with Mommy. Ever since you were conceived, it’s been Mommy telling you stories. Your dad... it was just a whim! Yes, just a whim!"

Though she said "a whim", she couldn’t tell how many times she replayed the voice message.

It was her first time hearing Sylvan tell a story so patiently and completely.

The corner of her lips curved into a slight smile.