The voice on the other end didn't hesitate: "Go ahead."
"We broke up, didn't we?"
Silence from the other end.
Jasmine Yale couldn't quite understand what his silence meant. She frowned and said lightly, "I need a clear answer, not your silent treatment. We've been like this for a month."
She finally told him this before the baby was about to be born.
She knew he wasn't someone good at expressing himself, always reticent and taciturn.
But no one is inherently bad at expressing themselves; it's about whether you're willing to change.
"Yes." The voice on the other end finally responded.
Jasmine closed her eyes slightly, the sunlight casting a shallow shadow on her long eyelashes.
"I understand," she concluded. "So, the amusement park project, you don't plan to do it either, do you?"
"I said, you don't need to worry about work matters."
