"When will you let me see your daughter?"
"Another day, when I have time I'll bring her out to play."
"Alright, I won't keep you any longer, go on up. I should head home too and get some rest." Will Caddel's gaze was gentle, his sharply defined face appeared handsome yet profound under the quiet corridor lights.
Jasmine Yale glanced at him, waved her hand, and left cheerfully.
She forgot the unpleasant things; she was still the strong and happy Jasmine Yale.
Not until her figure vanished into the darkness did Will Caddel chuckle softly, retracting his gaze and turning to walk into the rain.
Soon, he and the umbrella merged with the night scene, disappearing under the heavy night sky.
The wind and rain were gloomy.
Leaves drifted, and blossoms fluttered.
...
After that night, Jasmine Yale continued to shuttle between home and ZR as usual.
Every day, she put in a lot of effort towards living and working, and she would be quite pleased with even the slightest progress.
