"We met a detestable person." Yasmin sat down with Blake. "Mr. B, have you had your dinner? If not, let's eat dinner together.""I haven't had dinner." Blake looked at all the red-colored food on the table—beef tenderloin, mini lobsters, spicy tuna, amongst others. He frowned and said, "Yasmin, have you forgotten about your weak stomach? Aren't you afraid of food poisoning if you eat all these?"Yasmin felt a bit guilty. "I don't eat it all the time. Just sometimes.""There are too many spicy dishes. Order some light courses." Blake looked at the menu and ordered a few more dishes.Eunice, sitting opposite them, saw Blake controlling Yasmin. Surprised, she asked Yasmin, "You're so scared of him?""I'm not scared, but I have been having some stomach issues recently." Yasmin had been feeling nauseous in the mornings these days. She touched her stomach and said, "It's fine. I'll feel better after eating some spice."But Mr. B wouldn't be happy if she ate too much spicy food.As
In fact, her father might not have made it out at all.So, instead of hating Blake, Yasmin instead felt that everything had happened according to fate. Everything had worked out well. Blake returned her feelings, her father's innocence had been proved, and the Starr Corporation survived with Blake's help. Otherwise, her father would still be stuck in jail. Although Caleb had reported Stuart, he hadn't done anything wrong.Yasmin rested her head on Blake's shoulder and murmured, "I'm so grateful…"Blake hugged her warm body tighter, feeling content. "Let's have another wedding and spend the rest of our lives together."Spend the rest of their lives together?Was Blake confessing to her?Yasmin blinked, her face lighting up. "Sure!"Blake smiled and leaned over to kiss her.Soon, the two of them became entangled in a passionate kiss inside the car. Yasmin didn't put up any resistance. Instead, her hands clung onto his shoulders as she felt her body heating up. After some
"Then shall I ask the fortune-teller to prepare the wedding invitations tomorrow?""Okay." Yasmin nodded before asking, "Has Victor and his family left?""Yeah. Do you dislike them?" Earlier, Stuart had noticed his daughter's unhappy expression. Yasmin paused to think before replying, "I'm not a fan of them."Stuart had just recovered, and Yasmin didn't want to upset him by bringing up the past.Stuart cooed, "Don't be like this. Victor is my brother. Grandma won't be happy if you keep scowling at him.""But I didn't say anything." Yasmin thought she was already being quite generous by staying silent. Stuart, having no idea what had happened between Yasmin and that family, said, "Victor told me he's getting old and still can't find a job, so he wants to come back to work at Starr Corporation."Warning signs flashed in her mind as she raised her head and looked at Stuart. "Is this Grandma's idea?"Stuart knew his daughter was smart.He nodded before saying, "She kept crying
Yasmin was stunned. "How did you get here?""Do you know what time it is now?" Blake asked sternly.Yasmin glanced at the time, realizing it was nearly 11:00 pm. She shrugged and took a sip of water. "Oh, it's already 11:00 pm. I got so immersed in my sketch that I didn't notice the time.""I called you, but you didn't answer," he said with some resentment.She glanced at her phone and saw three missed calls. "Sorry, I always have my phone on silent during work hours and don't check it often."After saying that, she continued to focus on her sketch again.Frowning, Blake walked over and pressed down on her sketch. "It's time to rest. If you keep going like this, you'll collapse before you finish designing the wedding dress.""There's not much left," Yasmin replied.Blake shook his head seriously. "You can continue tomorrow." His voice was deep, with an obvious hint of displeasure."Okay, I'll rest for a while."Seeing how unhappy he was, Yasmin didn't dare to disobey. She tid
Frowning, Blake came downstairs, finding no one there.Suddenly, he heard some noises coming from the dining room. He walked over with a cold expression. "I thought you weren't coming back."Yasmin was pouring the oatmeal into a bowl when she heard him. Startled, she looked up. "Why are you so quiet when you walk?""I've always been like this." His expression was still bitter.Yasmin felt speechless at his words. Nevertheless, she brought the bowl of mixed oatmeal to him. "I remember you loved the oatmeal from this place, so I bought it for you."Blake glanced at the bowl of oatmeal. The colorful fruits on top of the oats looked delicious. His expression softened considerably.At that moment, he walked over and wrapped his arms around her slender waist. Under the soft light, his eyes looked deep into hers.Yasmin was taken aback. "What?""I thought you weren't coming back." He lifted her in his strong arms and held her close.Before Yasmin could react, he kissed her passionate
The two of them sat in the water, one naked and the other soaking wet.As Blake stared at Yasmin, his gaze became increasingly intense. Finally, he pulled her into his arms and held her tightly. "It's okay."He carried her onto his lap and said in a husky voice, "I like it like this."Her heart skipped a beat, feeling that Blake must have misunderstood. He couldn't possibly think that the fall just now was an invitation from her, could he?But there was no time to explain, as he tilted her head and kissed her passionately.Yasmin's eyes widened. He took her hands and put them around his neck."I didn't mean to just now." She still tried to explain while on his lap."It's okay." Blake's lips brushed against her ear lightly and teasingly, causing Yasmin's breath to become erratic."Shall we go to sleep?" Yasmin suddenly remembered."Not yet," Blake refused, pulling her back to sit with him. With that, their bodies pressed together once more.Blake couldn't help but groan, and h
Back in the studio, Yasmin worked diligently on her sketches.As the evening approached, she suddenly received a call from Blake. His voice sounded somewhat subdued as he asked, "Yasmin, can you do me a favor?"She felt an inexplicable tightness in her chest. "What is it?""Elise has slipped into a coma again. She's in a critical condition and needs a blood transfusion now. She's already had three transfusions, but the hospital's blood supply is running low."Blake felt uneasy saying this. He had promised not to use Yasmin's blood again, but now the hospital's supply of Rh-negative blood was depleted.Yasmin pressed her lips together, then replied, "I'll go."Even if it wasn't for Elise, she would still go. If a life in a critical situation needed blood, she would surely help without hesitation."Thank you," Blake said softly.Yasmin hung up the phone and immediately packed up her things to rush to the hospital.When she arrived, Blake was standing in the corridor with a tense
Yasmin looked at the dishes in front of her and suddenly whispered, "Mr. B, we won't be separated, will we?"Blake paused for a moment, then looked at her. "Why would you say that?""I just feel a bit unsettled." Yasmin touched her chest. Perhaps Giselle's words had affected her, making her feel a bit restless.Blake pulled her closer and looked at her with tenderness. "We won't be separated," he said seriously.His words softened her.Grabbing his arm, Yasmin looked up at him. He seemed a bit tired, with faint red streaks in his eyes.Yasmin didn't want to exhaust him any further, so she nodded and said, "Okay."After saying that, she wanted to leave.However, Blake held her hand, interlocking their fingers tightly. "Do you really believe me or not?"Yasmin was stunned.He rarely expressed himself so seriously, so she was a bit surprised. She nodded after a moment, smiling. "Yes."Her gaze was gentle.Only then did Blake's expression soften. "We won't be separated, no matt