Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 538: Chapter 538: Don’t Want Children

As Ann Nolan was getting dressed to leave, Zaiden Santos turned to gaze at her.

“Return after seeing Jasmine, we have dinner at my grandfather’s tonight.” He said flatly.

Ann didn’t respond, and simply turned to leave.

She understood that it was merely a charade.

Zaiden’s grandfather greatly favored her, and he was always eager to earn his grandfather’s affection.

Descending the stairs, Ann headed for the garage to fetch her car.

The white Audi traveled along city streets, passing traffic lights. Resting one arm on the window, Ann allowed the cold wind to chill her neck.

The wind wasn’t too chilly, it hardly made her flinch.

Ann made a stop at a pharmacy.

Having finished her packet of birth control pills, she quickly bought a new one.

Zaiden’s grandfather always desired a great-grandson, and when they were intimate, Zaiden never used protection.

But Ann didn’t want to get pregnant.

She caught her eyes welling up in the rear-view mirror.

Close to reaching the café, Ann made a call to Jasmine Yale.

“Jasmine? I’m sorry if I kept you waiting. I’m almost there.”

Upon hearing Ann’s gentle voice, Jasmine brightened.

“No worries, I just got here. Be careful on the road.”

“Ok, I’ll be there in ten minutes.”

“Alright.”

The weather was delightful that day. While there were remnants of the past night’s shower, the sunlight was particularly bright.

Recalling the sight of a certain person standing in the rain the night before, Jasmine felt a bitter chill in her heart.

The aroma of coffee filled the air.

Ten minutes later.

Ann Nolan, dressed in a white overcoat and high heels, entered the coffee shop.

Her long hair was tied back, looking mature and gentle. Greeting Jasmine Yale with a smile, she asked,

“Jasmine, I’m sorry, did you wait long?”

“No, I just got here not too long ago. Miss Nolan, what would you like to drink?” Jasmine asked.

“Just call me Ann or Ann Nolan. An Americano would be great.”

“Okay.”

Jasmine placed an order for two cups of coffee and some pastries.

Ann asked a waiter for a cup of warm water.

While Jasmine was placing the order, Ann took the birth control pills out of her bag, and swallowed them with the warm water.

“Ann, are you feeling unwell?”

Shaking her head sorrowfully, Ann replied, “No, these are birth control pills. I’m sorry you had to see that.”

“You and Mr. Santos are not planning to have a child?”

“No, not for now.”

Jasmine didn’t ask further.

Ever since she learned about Harper Glorian, Zaiden’s other woman, she had felt deeply for Ann.

Regardless of how little Zaiden liked Ann Nolan, she was still his wife.

She didn’t know if Ann was aware of Harper Glorian’s existence.

Now, seeing Ann refusing to have children, Jasmine didn’t insist.

A child, with a father like that, wouldn’t be very happy either, would they?

Jasmine thought of her own run-in at the pharmacy where she also bought birth control pills and took them.

Even though she knew there was a slim chance she could ever conceive—better safe than sorry.

She did not want another child from Sylvan Cheney.

“Jasmine, please do ask me out whenever you need company. I’m generally free over the weekends.” Ann suggested with a smile.

“Liking the idea, I don’t really know many people here in Landon.”

“You and Mr. Cheney…” Ann stopped midsentence.

“We know each other.”

Understanding, Ann didn’t probe further.

Jasmine and Ann spent some time discussing foreign languages. Being a translator, Ann was well-versed in the field.

“Jasmine, are you intending to go abroad?” Ann asked.

“I’ve always had that thought, whether it’s for work, or to study.” Jasmine replied in a somewhat subdued tone.