Yukon Carbon's tone was as gentle as ever, with a hint of concern.
He frowned as he looked at Jasmine Yale, her belly had grown quite a bit, and logically, she shouldn't be running around everywhere.
"It's okay, the little one still has more than three months to go, this time of year, it's neither cold nor hot, just right."
"I'll be going back to Old York in a couple of days." Yukon's tone was very calm, "Jasmine, I originally wanted to take you out to eat, but I was afraid of disturbing you."
Jasmine Yale had already explained many things to him.
He also knew that he and Jasmine Yale had no fate together.
They had known each other for more than two years; it seemed they could only be friends in the future; fate really is unpredictable.
Nonetheless, he did not regret meeting her; the time together was not overly dramatic, but it was warm, peaceful, and inherently beautiful.
