Chapter 1307
Yasmine nodded, then she looked up at her, and fell silent for a while.
Chloe was a bit lost. “…What’s up?”
“Are you sure you’ve made the right choice this time? Is it him?”
Chloe blinked, then gently hooked her lips into a smile and nodded.
“Only him.”
Although this wasn’t a direct answer, it struck a deeper chord.
However, Yasmine’s expression didn’t change. Instead, she furrowed her brows and fell silent for a
good while. “And what about him? Does he feel the same way, only you, no one else?”
“He won’t have anyone else. He’s a good guy… You should get to know him a bit, now that he’s
brought you back this time…”
Yasmine scoffed lightly. “I don’t know him.”
Chloe didn’t know what to say for a moment, but Yasmine suddenlyughed, looking up at Chloe
with bitterness in her eyes. “If I could really see a man for who he is, I wouldn’t have chosen your
father in the first ce, nor would I have let you get engaged to Lance…”
… nor would I have been deceived by a man I’d been with for over a decade and was ready to
spend my life with, only to have him point a gun at me for another woman…
Her deep gaze quivered slightly. When she looked back, Chloe was quietly looking at her. She
adjusted her expression, returning to her usual self. “As long as you don’t regret it, that’s fine.”
After a pause, she added, “Even if you regret it, it’s your own choice. I just hope you can stick to it
and not let me see you falling apart.”
Chloe nodded. “I won’t, but what about you?”
Yasmine’s brows twitched slightly. “What about me?”
“Why did you choose my father? Did you love him?”
Yasmine nced at her. “You should worry more about yourself when you have time.”
Chloe was a bit helpless; she could never have a deep conversation with her mother. Trying to
know something about her past was like climbing a sky–highdder. “Alright, you just got back and
seem a bit flustered, did something happen?”
Recalling the past was something Yasmine herself didn’t want to do. She wasn’t a fool, nor did she
enjoy wallowing in sorrow, especially not for a man. She didn’t deny her feelings, nor was she trying
to hide anything.
This was already the lowest she could go. Some people said she was too rational, even when it
came to feelings. Maybe, but there was no helping it.
She couldn’t stand the idea of pouring out her feelings, only to end up with nothing and needing
someone else’s pity.
She wasn’t that kind of person. Her dignity and her pride prevented her from always being the weak
one, the loser. Not mentioning things, not thinking about them, allowed her to continue living as
peacefully as anyone else.
Chloe pursed her lips slightly. “I’m considering what to do with the Alonso family. I don’t want to drag
the Alonso matter any longer, Wendy is just too annoying.”
Yasmine nodded. “Wait a bit longer.”
Chloe softly responded, and the living room fell silent for a few seconds. Yasmine elegantly picked
up her cup and took a sip of coffee.
“…Mom, I’m pregnant.”
Hearing this news, Yasmine’s cup in her hand trembled slightly, spilling a bit of coffee. Then she
looked up at Chloe, blinking involuntarily. “What did you. say?”
Chloe took a test report out of her bag and ced it in front of Yasmine. “I had a checkup. I’m
pregnant.”
Yasmine put down her cup, picked up the test report and looked at it carefully. After a while, she
held her chest and looked at Chloe. “And it’s twins…”
Chloe nodded with a smile. “Yes, twins.”
Damon’s luck was too good, wasn’t it? Not only did he get her daughter, but now he’d got two kids
at once?!
“I once joked about a shotgun wedding, and you two actually made it happen…” Yasmine said
somewhat helplessly as she remembered mentioning a shotgun wedding at the engagement
banquet, but she didn’t expect the two of them to be expecting babies before marriage…
Hearing Yasmine’s words, Chloe couldn’t help butugh. “I didn’t expect it either…”
Yasmine thought for a moment. “So, does Damon know?”
“He knows.”
“And…”
“The Harpers don’t know yet, in fact, besides you and me, only Damon and Rose know…”
Chloe paused here. “And probably Wendy.”
Hearing this name, Yasmine frowned. Without asking, she could guess some things. Seemed like
Wendy was really a troublemaker for the Alonso family. How could she tolerate such a person?
Around eight in the evening. Chloe went downstairs for food again. She found that her appetite had
increased a lot, but thinking about the two babies in her belly, she didn’t mind anymore.
When she was going downstairs, she saw Winston watching TV in the living room. He nced at
her when he saw hering down.
“Eating again?”
Chloe responded, and when she got to the kitchen door, she stopped, turned around, and looked at
Winston. “Are you about to join the cast soon?”
Winston held the remote, changing channels passively “Yeah”
“Have you arranged all your other work?”
“You’re my agent, and you’re asking me?”
“Heh…childish…” Winston’s taunting words left Chloe puzzled.
She turned back to look at the TV. It was showing an interview with the popr star Herman, who
was dubbed Prince Herman by fans and media for his cool and handsome looks, great physique,
and widely acimed acting skills. Some people evenpared him to Winston online.
Some believed that Herman might’ve be the youngest international best actor after Winston,
while others thought opportunities varied from person to person If Winston’s opportunity had been
given to Herman, the current best actor might have been Herman. Others believed that neers
would eventually rece the old, and Herman would definitely surpass Winston in the future.
These were all opinions she’de across when she was bored at home. She didn’t really care at
first, thinking that Winston, being an international film king, wouldn’t sweat the small stuff. But boy,
she was wrong. Winston seemed to care a lot about Herman.
She raised her eyebrow slightly. It was not just women who liked to set up rivals for themselves,
men did too. Indeed,petition was what drove progress.
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But this Herman… She squinted her eyes a bit, staring at Herman’s face for quite some time.
Well… “Prince Herman“, this name did fit him quite well.
He was definitely a looker.
“What’re you lookin‘ at?”