Blake was a man of his word and immediately instructed Malcolm to install an electric pump and a water purifying system.Jessica wasn't comfortable with the sudden shower of generosity. "Blake, this is too much."Blake replied, "Tap water contains too much impurities and isn't safe for drinking without filtering."Overwhelmed by his kindness, Jessica quickly went into the house to get him some refreshments. "Blake, we don't have any tea, so I hope you don't mind this.""Water is fine." Blake took a sip before pretending to ask nonchalantly, "Jessica, what kind of person do you think my father-in-law is?"Father-in-law? Stuart Starr?Jessica answered truthfully, "Mr. Starr is a wonderful man. He always treated everyone politely, be it the housekeepers, family members, or even his subordinates. And he rarely lost his temper."In Jessica's memories, Stuart was a good man.Blake's expression turned solemn.Two years ago, when he told Stuart he knew the older man had betrayed his
Yasmin raised an eyebrow in indignation. Blake patted her head fondly in response. "Okay, then I'll go home tomorrow.""Tomorrow?" She was surprised. "Aren't you attending Anna's birthday party?""She's finally celebrating her 60th birthday, and I don't want to spoil her mood. She'll only be able to celebrate her birthday if I don't show up," Blake explained.So that was what he meant. If the groom didn't show up, the wedding naturally wouldn't take place.Annalise would have no choice but to just host her birthday banquet.Thus, Yasmin relaxed and didn't urge Blake to go home anymore. That evening, Chris returned. He was carrying a heavy backpack, and his expression was grim.Spotting Yasmin sweeping the front of the house, he rushed over, grabbed her hand, and tried to run."I heard from my classmates that the people who came to our town are looking for a woman whose surname is Starr. They said she had long hair, bright eyes, and fair skin. Isn't that you?"Chris had been
"Just a guess. You haven't been to town once since arriving, so I figured you were hiding from someone. Well, he does look quite scary." That was Chris's impression of Blake. Yasmin had to suppress her laughter. For a 13-year-old, Chris was much more perceptive than she expected. Chris continued, "Yasmin, if he's mean to you, get rid of him and come live with us here. I'll protect you."Listening in from outside, Blake's expression darkened. The brat had quite the nerve to encourage his wife to leave him.He trudged into the room with a scowl. Upon catching sight of him, Chris immediately fell silent. Worried Blake might frighten Chris, Yasmin told Blake, "Get out. We're in the middle of a tutoring session.""I'll teach him. You can go take a shower." Blake walked over and sat in front of Chris, his presence overwhelming. Yasmin protested. "I've already started teaching him.""With your limited knowledge, you can only tutor him on language. Are you sure you can teach hi
"We're just holding hands. It's not like we're doing anything wrong. Why are you so nervous?" Blake asked with a smile. Yasmin's cheeks turned crimson, and she whispered, "We shouldn't do things like this in front of a child.""He's in middle school and knows more than you think," Blake replied. "I already knew how to handle guns when I was his age."Yasmin was stunned. "Really? You learned how to use a gun at 13?"Blake paused, his eyes darkening as he realized what he'd said.He found out about his father's death at the age of 12. Determined to avoid walking the same path as James, he started learning boxing and shooting to protect himself during times of danger."Yeah. I started learning boxing, shooting, and diving."Those were all survival skills. Yasmin's feelings were complicated. She used to think he was born talented and never realized how much effort he had secretly put in. Comparatively, her life was much simpler. All her father wanted was for her to grow up happ
Yasmin blushed. "Hurry up and dry your hair so you can go to bed.""On it." After drying his hair with a blow dryer, Blake climbed into bed. The four-foot bed was too narrow for two people, so as soon as Blake got in, there was hardly any space left.Yasmin, who was sleeping on the inside, shifted closer to the wall, afraid of lying too close to him. Noticing her squirming, Blake pulled her into his arms with a smile, pressing her against his chest. Yasmin jolted. "What are you doing?""You're too close to the wall, and it's dirty. Scooch over a little." He pulled her back against him.Yasmin felt uncomfortable being so close to him. To escape the awkwardness, she turned around to face him.However, that only made the situation worse.His gaze on her was intense as his finger brushed her lip suggestively. "What?" Yasmin met his stare.Blake smiled. "Why did you turn around? Did you want to watch me sleep?""Not at all," she denied. However, Blake ignored her words as he
Blake glanced at Yasmin. He could tell from her expression that she already knew what was happening.However, she didn't cry or make a scene. Instead, she just went to fetch his clothes and helped him put them on.Blake hugged her tightly and murmured, "I'll bring you home on Christmas, so wait for me.""Okay," was all Yasmin could say.Inside, she was feeling anxious and restless, but there was nothing she could do since she was also worried about Annalise.If something happened to Annalise, her and Blake's relationship…Not daring to think further, Yasmin followed Blake downstairs and watched his car fade into the night. Yasmin couldn't sleep after Blake left.Without his familiar embrace, it felt like all warmth had left her.…Blake only reached Stanton City the next morning.Since he arrived during peak traffic hours, he ended up being stuck on the road for another two hours. As such, it was already 9:00 am by the time he arrived at Stanton Bay.Joel had called to say
He accepted the suit and went to put it on.Annalise and Giselle exchanged glances and secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Annalise asked, "Giselle, has the makeup artist arrived?""Yes," Giselle replied. "But the wedding dress isn't here yet.""Ask your manager to give them a call. The guests will be here soon; we don't want them to wait too long.""All right." Giselle immediately turned to give Annie some instructions.Blake emerged from the bathroom dressed in the suit while Giselle was talking to Anna. There was a hint of guilt in Giselle's eyes as he stared at her.Still, Giselle couldn't help being drawn to his flawless appearance.He was a good-looking man, and the suit he put on only made him more dazzling.Annalise smiled as well, pleased with her son's charm.She said, "You look wonderful, son. Giselle, you should get ready too. The guests should be arriving soon. Butler, bring me my wheelchair. I want to get up."The butler immediately did as he was told. Blake w
Yasmin's head went blank, and she asked dumbly, "They're getting married? How's that possible?"She had just been in Blake's embrace last night as he told her to wait for him, so how could he be marrying Giselle today?"Her manager even came to our studio to show off their wedding photos!" Eunice said angrily. "It's bad enough that the bitch is getting married to him, but to flaunt it in our faces? How can she be so shameless?"Yasmin was numb. "Eunice, could you send me the photos?""Sure. Check your messages."With trembling hands, Yasmin opened her messaging app.In the photos, Blake, dressed in a suit, was walking into a room where Giselle waited for him in a wedding gown. The woman's eyes were tender as she gazed at him. Yasmin shut her eyes painfully.It was too cruel for her.Her vision turned blurry, and her heart ached so badly that her fingers were shaking. If he was going to marry Giselle, why had he come looking for her in the first place?Did he enjoy toying w