Let's Get Married

The next morning, Jasmine is woken up by the doctor's regular rounds. She opens her eyes to see Bridget sitting on the bed and helping Cyrus with breakfast.

In a daze, she gets up and calls, "Mom." Her head is still not clear from sleep.

"You're up." Bridget points at the millet porridge, boiled eggs and bread on the table, "I bought you breakfast. Wash your face and eat it while it's hot."

Knowing that she is rather exhausted these days, Bridget doesn't wake her up this morning when she sees her sleeping so soundly.

Jasmine nods and quickly washes up. She sits down at the table to eat breakfast.

Cyrus' heart stings at Jasmine's dark eyes. He sighs, "Bridget, I don't think it's good to keep Jasmine in the hospital all the time. Maybe let her go back to school."

Jasmine has never slept in school in order to do part-time jobs.

Bridget thinks the same way as Cyrus. But ever since she finds out Jasmine's relationship with Pehry, she has been very worried.

Seeing Jasmine sleeping in such a small bed every night, her heart aches more than anyone else. But she would rather let Jasmine endure this than let her go the wrong way.

"She is not registered for dormitory. Besides, there is a curfew. She won't be able to get in if she returns so late at night." Bridget doesn't tell Cyrus about Pehry to save him from more worries.

Recovery is the priority for him now.

Cyrus still can't be reassured, "Then why don't we let Jasmine stay at Hilary's for a few days?"

Hilary is Jasmine's aunt. Bridget immediately objects the proposal, "We've already troubled them a lot, now you want Jasmine to stay at their house...."

"We're families, aren't we? Besides, I can't think of any other way." Cyrus insists, "She stays in the school and eats in the canteen by day, only stays at their house for the night. It's better than sleeping here. I don't want Jasmine to become sick when I'm fully recovered."

the more excited he becomes. His stirred

hurries to the bed,

can't bear to let her be so exhausted. In his eyes, Jasmine is still a

glance at Bridget's face. She hesitates for a while without figuring out anything to say, afraid that her

if you want Jasmine to go to Hilary's, then be it so. Just say it, why so emotional? You must

resignation, "Jasmine, you stay with your aunt at night for some time. When I get better, you don't have to come to the hospital every

doesn't want to go, she nods obediently, "Don't be angry. I'm young and

docility doesn't

material life, but also let her take care of themselves. Cyrus

has always been an honest but reserved man who is terrible at revealing his inner feelings and saying nice words. He keeps everything to himself, anxious to recover as soon as

for school. She walks out of the hospital and waits for the bus at the bus stop. In her pocket, her

Mercedes-Benz is parked on the roadside. It doesn't attract her attention until a familiar face appears after

this ... Winfred of

is a

me to pick you up. Please get in the car." Winfred says with a polite

impatiently. Having no time to ask further,

starts again, she asks from curiosity, "How

was waiting at the back door, but didn't see you for a long time. And you didn't answer your phone. So, I drove to the

hastily, and finds seven or eight missed calls on

hurriedly apologizes, "Sorry, I was lost in my thought and forgot about my

her apology, and says quickly, "Fortunately I got you. I'm just worried about failing my

he finished speaking, the screen of her phone lights up again. Jasmine lowers her head and sees that it's

on time, isn't

put the phone