"Why? Do you have secrets here that you can't share?" Blake turned to ask her.Yasmin wouldn't say. Her face was flushed a deep red as she pushed him toward the slide. "Anyway, this is my private space. You can't just barge in. Go down the slide, hurry!""I don't want. That's for kids." Blake refused to use the slide."It's convenient. You have no idea how cool my room is. If you climb out the attic window, you land straight in the pool. You can dive straight in from here."Blake was baffled by her room's design. "Your dad wasn't scared you'd fall to your death?"She could climb out to an apricot tree from her room and dive into a pool from the attic. Didn't her dad consider the possibility of an accident when he designed this room?"That's the fun part. What would you know, old man?" Yasmin insisted on him taking the slide down.Blake wouldn't budge. Somehow, they ended up sliding down together. Blake was worried she might fall, so he held her tight.They landed at the bottom,
Yasmin was stunned. Her hands were still around his neck. "Your mom woke up?""Yeah." Blake pulled away her hands. "I need to go to the hospital."Yasmin couldn't describe the feeling in her heart.Blake's mom was awake. Would she push for their divorce again? Now that Blake had agreed to help save her dad, she didn't want to part ways with him.She felt a little upset but knew it wasn't the time for complaints. Thus, she obediently stood up.Blake glanced at her. "Not happy?""No." She shook her head and went to grab his coat for him.As Blake got dressed, he stared at her and asked, "Did Roxy come to apologize today?""No." Yasmin shook her head again."Have you thought about what compensation you want?" She was somewhat distracted when she responded, "What compensation?""She had someone steal your sketches, wasting all your hard work. Have you thought about how much you want from her for the damages?"Yasmin hadn't really considered it. She thought for a moment. "Two
Giselle bit her lower lip. "Weren't you two supposed to get a divorce? How come you're living together now?""We're not getting divorced," Blake replied calmly.Giselle's eyes darkened. She had worked hard caring for Annalise in the hospital, and now he wanted to be with Yasmin? That couldn't happen.She had to make Blake marry her before Annalise got better. Once her child was born, she would lose all leverage. The longer she waited, the slimmer her chances became.When they arrived at the No. 10 villa at Newphoria Bay, Giselle slightly clenched her fists and pretended to twist her ankle as she exited the car."Ah!" She cried out in shock.Blake reacted quickly and grabbed her hand. He looked concerned as he asked, "Are you okay?"Pretending to pass out, Giselle firmly shut her eyes. Thus, Blake's question went unanswered.Blake pressed his lips together, carrying her into the villa.Annie opened the door for him.Blake carried Giselle upstairs, laid her on the bed, and th
When Blake returned, Yasmin was looking at her phone.Hearing someone at the door, she quickly hid her phone under the pillow.Blake opened the door just in time and caught her slipping the phone under the pillow, pretending to sleep. He furrowed his brow and took off his coat. "Why aren't you asleep yet?"Yasmin didn't answer and pretended to be asleep.Blake sighed as he walked toward the coathanger. He removed his shirt and pants, then wore a robe. Approaching the bed, he noticed her red nose."Why have you been crying?" He turned on the night lights to see her face better.Yasmin sniffled and said, "It's nothing.""If it's nothing, why'd you cry?" He thought about what she might have been doing. "What were you looking at on your phone?""Nothing.""Let me see.""No!" She refused, but Blake had already grabbed the phone.Yasmin tried to snatch it back, but Blake flashed the phone in front of her face—unlocking the face ID.She was stunned. "Give it back!"Blake held
Yasmin bit her lip. "Mr. B, if your mom gets better, will she make you marry Giselle?"She didn't want him to marry Giselle, especially since the baby wasn't even his. Why should he be stuck with her?"Do you not want me to?" he asked.Yasmin nodded. "Yeah, I want to be with you."Her words made his heart skip a beat. He pinched her chin and said, "If you don't want a divorce, you'll have to listen to me from now on."He kissed her, his familiar and dominant presence overwhelming her.He was a good kisser. Yasmin quickly got lost in the moment, gently responding while wrapping her arms around his neck.Blake's gaze was so deep, as if it could swallow everything up....The next day, Yasmin came downstairs feeling refreshed.She went to check on Mary, who was making breakfast.When she entered the kitchen, Mary was about to mash some potatoes to go with grilled salmon.Yasmin quickly said, "Mary, don't just serve the mash plain. Mix in some chopped veggies and spices as well
Frowning, Blake asserted, "This is my house. Where else would I be?"He continued, "Now, where were we? Oh right, hiring a lawyer. Roxy, do you really want to go to court?""I..." Roxy faltered, struggling to find the words.Ignoring her presence, Blake reached out and touched Yasmin's head like she was a little cat. "Did you sleep well last night?""It was okay," Yasmin answered. They spoke as if Roxy wasn't there.Inside, Roxy was in turmoil. What's happening? Weren't they supposed to get a divorce? Why do they seem so close?With Blake around, Roxy didn't dare act up. She just stood there, biting her lip in frustration.Blake was about to have breakfast and didn't want to deal with Roxy any longer. He left her with a choice, "Court or five million, you decide."Then, he took Yasmin's hand and went to the dining room.They both sat down. Blake saw the mashed potatoes on the table and raised an eyebrow. "Did you add veggies?"She was always like this, finding ways to make hi
"Later, when NAS Group wants to work with you again, just say no," Blake reminded her."Why?" Yasmin didn't get it. Missing this chance could mean her dream might fade again.Blake said in a deep voice, "I don't know what NAS Group's real intentions are, but the moment you had trouble, they sent a lawyer's letter. They showed no mercy. So I think you shouldn't work with them. Your small studio can't handle too many setbacks."Yasmin didn't question his advice. NAS Group had indeed been ruthless toward her. Nevertheless, NAS Group was the top luxury brand in the country. She would have to deal with them someday.Blake seemed to understand her worries. After thinking for a moment, he said, "First, build your brand name and develop your own style. Perfect your design, production, and sales. Once you're recognized in the industry, you'll be invited to fashion shows. Fame will come if your brand stands out."Hearing this, Yasmin was surprised. "How do you know all this?"How could som
Ivan must still be in Merania. She couldn't reach him. Then, she tried to call Erik.At the time, Erik was in the president's office at Windmere Group. Blake had asked him to come.Blake was leaning against a long table, looking down at him. His every move radiated prestige.Erik glanced at his vibrating phone but didn't answer the call, turning it off and asking, "Blake, why did you ask me here?"Blake stood with one hand in his pocket. He said indifferently, "I asked you here to tell you to stop contacting Yasmin privately.""Why?"Blake adjusted his collar, revealing a noticeable hickey. He deliberately showed it to Erik. "We've made up. She's my woman."Erik saw the hickey, feeling a little sour. He hadn't expected them to reconcile. Still, he wasn't ready to give up. "What about Giselle? She's carrying your child. How do you plan to deal with her? Do you want to have them both?""Giselle's child isn't mine," Blake told him honestly. "I want you to keep this a secret."