JASMINE’S POV
“Jasmine? Is it okay for you to be here? It’s been two days- you have to be with your husband. Will he be okay? I can take care of myself. Go- be with your husband.” I smiled at my mother while cutting the apples that Cameron brought earlier.
“It’s okay, mom. My husband understands why I’m here, and it was his idea that I stayed and took care of you. Don’t worry, okay?” My mother sighed.
“Stop sighing and eat this fruit. Here-,” I handed my mother the plate.
“Jasmine- aren’t you angry at me?” Huh? I gave my mother a look.
“Angry? What for? I don’t see the reason why I should be angry at you. I am glad that you’re my mother instead of that woman. I grew up without my father’s love because of her. I’m glad that I finally get to meet you.” I smiled at my birth mother.
