Chapter 867 Jasmine Yale Looks Pitiful

Jasmine Yale stared at the bed for a long time, her lifeless gaze settled on the bed, on the neatly shaped quilt.

The bedroom with a marine theme, cute sheets, filled with the scent of the room.

Nothing was missing, except for the little guy who should be sleeping on it.

The bedroom was unusually quiet.

Jasmine Yale's heart raced uncontrollably, she could even hear her own irregular, chaotic heartbeat!

Her face was filled with astonishment and unwillingness.

Where was the little guy? Had he gotten up?

Yes, their Chaley was not one to dawdle in bed.

When Jasmine couldn't find Little Chale in his bedroom, she ran to hers!

Sometimes the little guy was naughty; he would run to her room to sleep.

She wasn't as strict as Sylvan; if he wanted to sleep, she let him.

But when she pushed the door open—

It was still empty!

Her bedroom was very clean, emitting a faint scent of lavender, enchanting, dreamlike.

But where was the little guy's figure?

Jasmine Yale was anxious.