This man, he's a bit too rational.
Jasmine Yale doesn't dwell on these thoughts, silently cutting the cake.
The cake was made by her early in the morning, while he was reading the newspaper on the sofa, she was making desserts in the kitchen.
"Try this cheesecake, Little Chale likes it a lot." Jasmine Yale cut a piece and placed it on his plate.
Sylvan Cheney doesn't have much of a sweet tooth, but he knows it was made by Jasmine Yale herself.
"It tastes alright."
Jasmine Yale smiled, her smile sweet as honey.
"Chale wants to go to kindergarten, would you let him?"
"Not for now."
"Oh, if not for now, then he might never have the chance," Jasmine said calmly, "Little Chale is very smart, if he goes to school later, it will be time for elementary school."
"What's the difference whether he goes to kindergarten or not?"
