Chapter 42

Yasmin asked, "How am I not fit for him?"

Blake turned around. His expression was cold. "Your family is bankrupt, and you're penniless. Who would you be a good fit for?"

Yasmin's pride was wounded. But she couldn't deny that Blake's words were true.

She wasn't fit to be with Blake or Ivan. She had never desired to, either. All she wanted was to live a proper life and pursue her dreams.

"Cat got your tongue?" Blake asked again when Yasmin grew silent.

Yasmin pursed her lips. "There's nothing for me to say. You're all respectable people in high society. I'm just a lowly commoner who doesn't deserve any of you."

She then got up to take a walk in the courtyard.

When she opened the door, Annalise was standing outside. "Here's the herbal brew, Yasmin. Drink up while it's hot."

Yasmin wanted to vomit at the sight of the herbal brew.

But with Annalise's eyes on her, she had no choice but to take the bowl of dark brew back into the room.

"I'll watch you drink it, Yasmin," Annalise sai