Jasmine Yale held the photo farther away, and Little Clementine stretched her neck forward to take a closer look.
The little one's expression was adorable, and Jasmine Yale helplessly curved her lips into a smile.
Many times, she couldn't bear to part with Little Clementine.
"Still looking? Little Clementine, you were in mommy's tummy back then!" Jasmine Yale pointed to herself, "Look, this is you. Even if I tell you, you wouldn't understand. But having you is the happiest thing in my life. Even though I scold you, no one can replace your place in mommy's heart. As for this person, it's best not to see him again. He has a bad temper, drinks, smokes, and criticizes people, you wouldn't like him. Mommy will find a daddy who loves you, so you grow up cherished."
Jasmine Yale's voice turned gentle again.
All her anger dissipated.
What's there to argue with a few-month-old child, especially when it's her own flesh and blood.
