After returning home, Jasmine Yale took a good shower, and Butler Santana prepared a table full of dishes.
Butler Santana was still unaware of the issue with Yukon Carbon, still thinking that Yukon had just returned to Old York for work.
Jasmine Yale ate the sumptuous lunch, but it was insipid.
Lately, she'd lost her appetite for anything, no matter how delicious the food was, it felt like chewing wax, tasteless.
In the past, she was capricious, didn't eat if she didn't have an appetite.
Now, she couldn't be capricious.
Even if she couldn't eat, she had to force herself to have a bit.
She was worried about Yukon Carbon's injury, but Aunt Camden's attitude was resolute, she didn't want her to have any relation with Yukon Carbon anymore.
Thinking about it made her silently lower her head, poking at the white rice in her bowl.
She couldn't figure out her feelings.
