Fated love: the unwanted bride

Little Orange:Thankyou for talking with me so late.

SJC:It’s my duty.

Little Orange:Your wife won’t misunderstand, will she?

SJC:She knows you.

Little Orange:Huh???

SJC:Mmhm.

Jasmine Yale felt a bit awkward.

Little Orange:Are you and your wife on good terms again?

SJC:No.

Little Orange:Then you should keep trying.

SJC:Are you worried about something?

Little Orange:No…

SJC:If you see me as a friend, you can talk to me. If not, just disregard what I’ve said.

Little Orange:My troubles might bring negative feelings to you.

SJC:It won’t.

Jasmine Yale actually considered “SJC” as a friend since he trusted her, would let her guard the ring, and seek her advice.

Maybe there were too many things weighing on her heart, too heavily, she felt the need to vent.

She decided to confide in SJC, whom she never met.

Little Orange:It rained in Landon today.

SJC:I know.

Little Orange:These past few years, whenever it rains, I feel awful and can hardly sleep.

SJC:Why?

Jasmine Yale paused her typing, leaned towards the light, and typed a sentence.

Little Orange:Do you have children?

SJC:Yes.

Little Orange:Then you must understand the feeling of heartache even when your child is simply ill, right?

SJC:Yes.

Suddenly, Jasmine Yale started crying, tears running down her face.

She understood it.

In the silent room, Jasmine Yale’s quiet sobs echoed, her choked cries filled the room.

The sound of the rain outside seemed to get louder, and the ache in Jasmine Yale’s heart felt suffocating.

Every time she thought of her Little Rascal, she couldn’t help but want to cry, her tears soaking the pillow.

Jasmine Yale’s eyes grew red, covered with a thin layer of mist.

After a long time without reply, SJC typed again: What happened?

Jasmine Yale placed her hand on the keyboard and replied—

Little Orange:! was expecting a baby, but the baby left me forever.

For the first time, she revealed the deepest secret in her heart to someone else.

It’s been buried in her heart for three years.

Three whole years.

In those three years, she never told anyone about it.

Because she was afraid.

She was afraid she would be in unbearable pain.

Because whenever she gently thought of it, her heart would ache terribly.

Her belly was cramping, as if the baby was kicking inside her.

Sadness, suffering, guilt, regret.

All these feelings surged in her heart on this rainy night like waves crashing against her heart over and over…

At this moment, she was in such misery and agony.

This secret has been hidden in her heart for three years.

Now that she’s talked about it, even if it’s to a stranger, perhaps her guilt might be relieved a bit.

She failed to protect her baby, she was not fit to be a mother.

Tears splashed on her hair and pillow, just like the unstoppable rain outside.

There was no reply from the other end for a long time.

Jasmine Yale thought SJC had fallen asleep, or perhaps he wasn’t interested in her story.

Her finger hovered over the exit key.

Just when she was about to exit the application and break into tears, she received a reply.

SJC:What happened to the baby?

Little Orange:The baby was seven months old, then gone.

Those who have never been pregnant will never understand this feeling.

A child who was with her for seven months, was gone just like that.

In unbearable pain, despair.

Not everyone would understand that feeling.

That’s also why she didn’t want to tell anyone. Those who didn’t know would feel she, Jasmine Yale, deserved it for being pregnant out of wedlock.