The numbers on the elevator display were changing.
"Ding"—
The elevator stopped.
When Jasmine Yale entered, there was no one in the elevator.
In winter, the scenery in this high-end neighborhood was still incredibly beautiful, with many flowers she couldn't name, decorating the roadside as if it were spring.
There were many people coming and going on the road, Jasmine Yale wrapped her scarf around her neck and walked slowly towards the entrance.
She walked aimlessly, following her heart's desire.
At this point, there's nothing that really concerns her anymore because... her baby was about to be born.
Once the baby is born, whether others stay with her or leave her, it wouldn't matter to her.
With the baby, her heart belonged to the baby.
Thinking about the child in her belly, her heart would feel warm, as if she had eaten honey.
The weather was clear, the sky as blue as if washed.
Jasmine Yale took a taxi home, without lingering any further.
