When Blake returned to Oak Garden, it was already nighttime. Mary walked out and said, "Mr. Ford, Mr. Arthur's secretary called to ask you and Mrs. Ford to drop by on Saturday night.""Alright," Blake said. "Has Yasmin had dinner?"Mary looked confused. "Mrs. Ford hasn't returned since leaving the house in the evening."Blake was taken aback. He hurried upstairs and saw that her desk was empty. A portion of her clothes had been taken away.Blake's expression turned icy. His handsome features looked especially menacing.…Yasmin had dinner with Eunice at the studio. Eunice bought some beer. As they drank, they talked about the collaboration with NAS Group.Eunice was surprised. "Are you serious? NAS Group is at the top of the luxury brands industry. Do they really want to work with us?""I just can't help thinking that everything's going too smoothly." Yasmin didn't know why she felt this way, but she wasn't really ready to take the risk.Eunice felt the same. "Maybe we should look out
After that, Yasmin sat on the couch and drank her beer silently. Just then, her phone rang. She answered it. "Hello?""Yasmin, it's me." Giselle's voice rang out on the other end of the line. She said demurely, "I have something to ask you.""What is it?""Well, I just wanted to know what brand of condoms Blake normally uses."Yasmin was taken aback. "What?""You've been by his side, haven't you? Do you know the brand and size he uses? He's staying over tonight, so I figured I had to get some ready. But I don't know what he normally uses, so I wanted to check with you …" This was a phone call to mark her territory.Yasmin couldn't bring herself to say anything. Bitterness overwhelmed her as she took another swig of beer."Yasmin?" Giselle was still talking. "Why aren't you saying anything? Has my question hurt you? But you said you and Blake don't have feelings for each other, right?"Yasmin didn't answer. She hung up and cut Giselle's chattering off. She downed her beer and op
Yasmin was drunk, so she felt like she was dreaming. She wrapped her arms around Blake's neck. "You're back, Mr. B.""Sucking up to me won't work." Blake thought she was trying to butter him up. His expression was cold as he reached up to pry her hands away."Mr. B, don't get together with anyone else." She leaned against him and held his face, bringing their faces close together. "I'm better than them, aren't I?"She looked into his eyes. The corners of her eyes were red from her drunkenness. She caressed his face. "I'm obedient, aren't I? Isn't that good enough?"Blake's eyes darkened. "You're the one who's been demanding a divorce, remember?"She pouted. "I feel horrible."Blake couldn't bring himself to push her away now. He held her in his arms and asked her, "Where do you feel horrible?""My heart." Yasmin put a hand over her chest. She mumbled, "I told myself that my family's in the wrong because Dad tricked you, so I can't blame you for how you've treated me. You're inno
Blake was taken aback. He said, "You're the one who begged me.""I did?" Yasmin lowered her head. "I was lonely. I wanted someone to love me after Dad went to jail …"Blake's eyes darkened. "I will never love you.""Yeah. I chose the wrong guy." Her voice was as soft as a whisper. She slowly got up to head downstairs.Blake grabbed her by the hand. "Where are you going?""To see my dad.""He's in jail. Come back." He tightened his grip on her hand, not allowing her to leave.Yasmin said, "He might be in jail, but he must miss me. He's the only person left in this world who would miss me."Blake jolted. He tugged her into his arms. As Yasmin collided against his chest, he said, "You can't visit your dad in jail at night. Go visit him tomorrow.""I still shouldn't be here. This isn't my home," she said."You don't have anywhere else to go.""I still want to leave." Yasmin was insistent.Blake ran out of patience. He lifted her into his arms, kicked the bedroom door shut, and
"Either way, you've aroused me. This time, you have to put the fire out." Blake couldn't care less what Yasmin had to say. He plastered himself to her.Yasmin shuddered. She wanted to push him away, but he caught her hands and held them behind her. She was facedown against the pillow as he held her from behind. Blake's kisses trailed down her back; his breathing was hot and heavy.A light sheen of sweat broke out on Yasmin's nose. "You can't do this. You already have Giselle! Let me go!"She wanted to push him away, but she couldn't see him and didn't know where to aim. When she accidentally pressed against his groin, she stiffened in shock as her face burned crimson. "Blake!""Settle down." Blake smacked her on the butt.Yasmin stiffened again. "Let go of me!""You have to put out this fire today. Otherwise, you won't take a step out of this room." Blake's voice was so deep that it made her heart stutter.Yasmin lay there, feeling miserable. He'd just slept with Giselle last ni
Stuart sighed. "Blake's the only man in Stanton City who can protect you. I've made my fair share of enemies. They're only letting you off the hook because of Blake. I'm worried that you'll be in danger if you guys get divorced. Now that I'm stuck here, I can't protect you."Yasmin looked distressed. Stuart continued, "I know you're upset, Yaz, but Blake can protect you. If he doesn't ask for a divorce, you should stay in this marriage. "The people out there won't dare to lay a hand on you as long as you're Mrs. Ford. You can get divorced once I'm out of here. Then, I'll be able to protect you again."Yasmin was unwilling to do as he said, but she didn't want him to worry while still in prison. Stuart said, "I know what you're thinking, Yaz. You're probably depressed from being stuck in a loveless marriage, but life isn't just about being happy."Compared to happiness, being alive is more important. Now that I'm behind bars, I can't protect you out there. My only hope is that yo
Yasmin's best friend? Eunice?Yasmin's head shot up. "What have you done to Eunice?"Blake said, "Last night, she spread rumors about my personal life online and insulted Giselle. Giselle dropped by this morning to tell me that she wanted to hold Eunice responsible for her words."Yasmin took a deep breath to calm herself down. "You guys are going after Eunice for something as menial as a headline?""Well, why didn't she consider the consequences of her actions before running her mouth?""She was just standing up for me. Besides, she only got into a few arguments with some fans. She didn't hurt anyone.""Do you really want her to get a lawyer's letter?" Blake looked down at Yasmin. He didn't seem to want to say anything else to her. He turned to leave.Yasmin was taken aback for a split second. Then, she ran after him. "What are you guys trying to pull?""Get in the car." Blake got in without shutting the door.She was afraid he would really go after Eunice, so she didn't dare
Yasmin frowned. "I'm all grown up now. I don't like pink anymore.""You're only 22. You're not even fully developed yet," Blake said.Yasmin thought he was referring to her private parts. Her face turned red."Why's your face red?" He noticed this. When he realized her mind had gone elsewhere, his gaze darkened. "What are you thinking?"Yasmin's expression turned icy. "Nothing.""Well, I know where your mind's gone. Look at how red your face is." Blake laughed and looked down at her. "Are you upset because I didn't satisfy you this morning?"Yasmin couldn't help being reminded of what had happened that morning. If not for Giselle suddenly showing up, she probably would've fallen prey to his advances. Her face burned as she pushed him away. "No!""It's nothing to be ashamed of. Everyone has needs. You don't need to hide anything." Blake didn't get mad. He handed her the pink dress. "Go try it on."Yasmin looked stiff, but she didn't want to argue with him. She took the dress and