In the hospital, Erik handed the bowl of soup to Yasmin. "Your employee stole your design drawings?"Yasmin was surprised. "How did you know?""I just had to ask around." Erik sat on the chair, looking quite handsome.Yasmin sighed. She didn't expect news to travel so quickly. Didn't that mean that her reputation was already ruined?Erik stared at her as she remained silent. He said, "Actually, you don't have to look so down. You'll be able to clear your name if you can find Amy Adams or the person who framed you.""Easier said than done. Amy Adams has gone abroad, so it won't be easy to find her now." Yasmin was weary. Although Ivan had said he'd help her search for Amy, he most likely wouldn't have time for that now that he was in hot water as well. Erik raised an eyebrow. "I can help you with that.""You'll look for her?""Mm-hmm."Yasmin studied him. "Why would you help me?""Don't I still owe you an apology for what happened last time?" Erik replied. Yasmin was
Erik was displeased to see Blake push the bowl of soup aside. Frowning, he protested, "Blake, Yasmin likes the soup I bought."But Blake glared at him and stood up. "Come outside."Erik glanced at Yasmin and saw her talking to Malcolm. "I thought Cirrus closes at ten," he said."Mr. Ford called the chef," Malcolm answered.Erik then pursed his lips and followed Blake outside.In the corridor, the two men confronted each other. Towering over the younger man, Blake ordered, "Stop bothering her from now on.""What do you mean 'bothering her'? We're friends.""I have no problem with you two being friends, but don't blame me for what happens if you have any other intentions." This was the first time Blake was openly expressing his emotions.In the past, he had always kept his feelings well hidden. But now, he was practically ordering Erik to stay away from Yasmin. Erik wasn't happy either. "You're already divorced. There are only about ten days left in the cooling period. An
Yasmin's fever returned in the middle of the night, so Blake called the doctor in.The doctor told him that Yasmin had already been given a fever reducer earlier and couldn't have more for the next few hours. So, they could only try to physically reduce her temperature.Blake studied Yasmin and flushed cheeks as she mumbled incoherently. Then, he removed his coat and rolled up his sleeves before bringing over a basin of warm water to cool her off."Dad…" Yasmin mumbled as her lashes quivered slightly. Blake leaned in closer to listen to what she was saying.In her feverish state, Yasmin murmured, "D-Don't worry, Dad… I'll get you out soon…"Blake's eyes darkened when he heard this, and thoughts began filling his head."It's so cold…" Yasmin suddenly wrapped her arms around herself and shivered.She was freezing and felt as though her entire body was submerged in an ice bath.She almost wanted to curl up into herself to warm her body up, but Blake quickly hugged her, as if he
Yasmin stammered, "T-That's because I h-had a fever…""So, being delirious from a fever means you can act naughtily?"Yasmin didn't know how to answer him. But before she knew it, he was kissing her again and gently nipping her lips from time to time. He panted, "You need to compensate me for the torment you put me through."The kiss stole away Yasmin's oxygen, and her head was feeling fuzzy. She responded without thinking, "What do you want then?""Come here. Let me hug you." Blake pulled her close, her back pressing against his chest. His hand then slowly crept under her shirt as he began to gently knead her. Yasmin's breathing became unsteady. "I still have a fever…" she said in a shaky voice. "I won't do anything else."Yasmin's body was weak right now, so Blake wouldn't take things too far. But he still needed to find some relief. Hence, separated by the layers of fabric, he could only do it to her legs. Yasmin blushed fiercely, too embarrassed to move.After s
Blake snorted. "I've already said this before. Hunters only throw baits to lure their prey.""Burke isn't as good as he seems then," Joel remarked."Only that idiot would believe him.""Are you going to help her sort out this matter?" Joel asked curiously. "I'll wait until she asks me to," Blake retorted.After visiting Annalise, Blake headed to his office.…In the afternoon, Erik came to visit Yasmin.He was actually quite a tall, handsome young lad."What are you doing here?" Yasmin was surprised to see him holding a bouquet of flowers. In fact, she was struggling to adapt to how unusual he was being. "I came to visit you." Erik waved the bouquet. "Where should I put these?""Just leave them there," Yasmin replied.Once Erik set the flowers down, he sat down in front of her and asked, "How do you feel now?""Just tell me what you want." Yasmin had no idea what was going through his mind.Erik sighed. "I wanted to talk to you about Amy Adams.""Did you find her?""N
"Your baby doesn't belong to Mr. Ford." Bill Hawthorne glanced at Giselle's stomach with a sinister smile.Giselle paled. "What nonsense," she hissed."I heard it from your mother. She said you had a boyfriend abroad all along, and your baby belongs to someone else. Mr. Ford is just a stand-in." Bill stepped closer toward her.Yasmin was shocked.Did Giselle's baby belong to someone else and not Blake?Yasmin quickly hid herself and took out her phone to record their conversation.Giselle's face grew colder. "Why would my mother tell you that? Are you one of her boy toys?"Bill's appearance fit Giselle's mother's tastes, so he was most likely one of her lovers. Giselle had always known that her mother lived a promiscuous life.Bill replied, "Yep, but I've grown tired of her. It's disgusting how she's getting on in years but still likes playing around in bed. You, on the other hand, are a much better option. Mr. Ford never touches you anyway, so what do you say we have a go?"B
Yasmin's heart was racing. Right before Bill caught her, she spotted the hospital building nearby. Without a second thought, she dashed inside, clutching her phone as she ran upstairs.She ran faster than any time she'd run in her life. She immediately pressed the button when she found the elevator and darted inside.Time slowly ticked by.It wasn't until the elevator stopped at the 16th floor that she breathed a sigh of relief and dashed out.However, she collided with someone as soon as she got out of the elevator. Thinking it was Bill, she raised her fists to hit the other person. "Go away!""What are you doing?" Blake's voice came from above her head.Startled, she looked up. "Blake?""Where did you go?" Blake wrapped her in his arms. "Who do you look so frantic? What happened?""Something big happened." Yasmin looked behind her. Certain that Giselle hadn't caught up to her, she pulled Blake toward her room. "I need to talk to you."Blake glanced at her tiny hand holding
"Yes," Blake replied gravely. How could this have happened?Yasmin felt a wave of dizziness. Bill and Giselle were supposed to be on the same side."I'm going to save her. You should go back to your room and rest." Blake turned to leave.For some unexplainable reason, Yasmin found the courage to grab his fingers. "I'm coming with you."She wanted to see what was going on."You're still sick—""I want to go!" she shouted in a fit of anger.Blake sighed and clasped her hand. "Stay by my side and don't wander around."Yasmin didn't answer. She silently followed him to his car. On the way, Blake notified the police and mobilized some men where Giselle was being held captive. His face was calm as he arranged everything. Others might not be able to tell, but Yasmin knew that he was nervous as well. Every time he was nervous, his eyes would grow frighteningly cold. …Meanwhile, Giselle was tied up in an underground warehouse.She had deliberately provoked Bill. Initially,