This was her own affair and she had to make the decision.
Such an opportunity was rare and not to be sought.
She should firmly grasp it and strive to realize it.
However, for some reason, her heart skipped a beat, like a chord on a guitar suddenly strumming out of tune.
She didn't know where the unsettlement began.
Jasmine Yale's lovely eyes misted over with moisture.
Sunlight spilled over her face, casting a light golden hue on her fair skin.
Jasmine Yale lowered her head to twist open the cap of the mineral water bottle in her hand, took a sip, and walked toward Chale Cheney.
"Little Chale, Jasy has to leave first. You listen to your teacher carefully," Jasmine Yale said, bending over to pat his little head.
The little fellow looked rosy-cheeked and cute.
"I know, bye Jasy, stay safe on the road."
"Mmm, bye."
Jasmine Yale bid him farewell and took the company car as soon as she stepped out.