Yasmin was starting to experience morning sickness.After she finished throwing up, she rinsed her mouth and studied herself in the mirror. She could see from her rounded face that she'd gained some weight recently. After that, she put on a loose sweater and went downstairs. Just as she neared the dining room, she heard some voices.One of the voices belonged to Stuart. As for the other… Was it Ivan?Ivo?Then, Yasmin stepped in and saw her father and Ivan chatting at the table. "So, you're Maeve's son." Stuart wistfully looked at Ivan. Maeve was one of Stuart's former business partners. Out of the seven of them, she was the only woman on the team, and she was also good friends with Yasmin's mother, Mia.Stuart marveled at how small the world was. He'd never expected to bump into Maeve's son after so many years.He asked, "Are you still living with Gavin?""Yes. I was left all alone after my mother passed away, so I went to live with my father," Ivan answered with a
After all, the best marriages were those that received blessings from both sides of the family.…As soon as Yasmin left, Blake received a call. "Sir, a man visited Newphoria Bay this morning. Mr. Starr referred to him as 'Ivan'."Blake was playing golf, and his expression hardened when he heard this. "What was he doing there?""I'm not sure. He was having breakfast with Mr. Starr in the dining room earlier, but Mr. Starr asked me to leave the room, so I didn't hear what they were talking about. "However, Madam left in his car this morning. It seems like Mr. Starr quite likes that man."Blake's face turned grim. So, it seemed like Stuart was trying to match Yasmin and Ivan.…Back in Ivan's car, Yasmin and Ivan were casually chatting. "I heard from your dad that you filed for divorce yesterday.""Yeah." Yasmin nodded. "He even told you about this? Are you two close?""Not really.""Why did he invite you over to our house for breakfast then?"Ivan smiled and replied,
Yasmin smiled. "Mr. Ford, we've already filed for divorce and are living separately, so please stay out of my business."With that, Yasmin hung up the phone.Meanwhile, on the other end of the phone, Blake's face immediately turned murderously frigid.Soon after the call ended, Yasmin and Ivan arrived at Erinnyes. Yasmin unbuckled her seatbelt and was about to get out of the car when Ivan asked, "Did he hire someone to monitor you?""Not exactly. Two household staff back home are employed by him, so they report everything to him." Yasmin didn't bother hiding the truth.Ivan pondered over what Yasmin had said before suggesting, "I have an idea. I can hire two household staff for your dad, so you can dismiss the current ones. "It must be stifling to constantly be under watch."Yasmin was surprised by Ivan's offer, but she still shook her head. "It's fine, Ivo. I don't want to trouble you. I'll dismiss them, and I'll find replacements myself.""Alright then." Ivan didn't push Y
Suddenly, Yasmin found herself in Blake's embrace.Overbearing as usual, he said, "I'll take you back, so don't call for a taxi. We can talk on the way."Yasmin's blood instantly began boiling.That tug from Blake could have been dangerous! Not to mention, she was two months pregnant now!Yasmin's face hardened, and she shot Blake a glare. "Are you out of my mind, Blake Ford? I already said no, so why did you grab me? What if I had fallen?""That wouldn't happen. I'd catch you," Blake nonchalantly replied. Yasmin snorted. "I'd be fine if you hadn't tugged at me. I don't need you to act like a savior after you'd caused me so much trouble."Yasmin then pushed Blake away and insisted on flagging down a taxi. Blake frowned and coldly said, "If you won't let me take you, then I'll take the taxi with you. We can talk on the way."Blake's intentions were clear—since Yasmin wasn't going to give in to him, he would follow her instead.Feeling repulsed, Yasmin's gaze turned colder. "
"Spouses are only legal when both parties give their consent. If one party completely ignores the other, then it's merely harassment," Ivan said, correcting Blake. "I'm sure a courteous man like you wouldn't resort to pestering a woman, right, Mr. Ford?"Blake narrowed his eyes. Then, Yasmin turned to Ivan and said, "Let's go, Ivo."However, Blake kept a firm grip on Yasmin's hand, refusing to release her."Please unhand me, Mr. Ford. I need to go home now," Yasmin said. "Are you really going to leave with him?" Blake stared at Yasmin, his face darkening even more. Yasmin nodded. "That's right."Blake frowned, his displeasure evident. "It seems like everything I've said to you has fallen on deaf ears."He had warned her that there was more to Ivan than met the eyes. And this was why he wanted her to stay away from him.However, Yasmin didn't listen. And now that they'd just gotten divorced, Yasmin was already jumping into Ivan's arms. And although the two of them were sti
Ivan smiled and said, "I had some wine last night, so your dad asked me to stay in the guest room. I didn't disturb you, did I?"After last night, the two men had quickly become the best of friends. Yasmin shook her head. "No. I went to bed early last night, so I didn't even hear you guys.""That's a relief." Ivan smiled and stared out at the yard.Yasmin didn't know what else to say. So, after a while, she turned to go back into the house."Yasmin," Ivan suddenly said. Yasmin stopped and turned around. "Yeah?""Our company is going to organize a design competition, and we'll invite Erinnyes as well. Will you come?" He gave her an expectant look. Yasmin smiled. "Of course."She would definitely go if she received an invitation. After all, if she managed to attract attention with her skills, her studio would finally get the chance to make it big."I'll see you there then." Ivan smiled. Yasmin returned his smile. …Meanwhile, at Windmere Group's regular meeting, Blake s
Yasmin quietly listened to Blake and realized that she wasn't as angry as she used to be.Whether it was because she'd matured or because she'd learned to let go, she seemed to get upset less now. Yasmin pursed her lips and looked at Blake with an indifferent expression. "Is that it, Mr. Ford? If you're done, then please leave. I have a competition coming up, so I'm too busy to listen to your nonsense."Blake's face darkened upon hearing this.Then, Yasmin got to her feet and went to open the door to ask him to leave. However, when she walked past Blake, Blake reached out and pulled Yasmin toward himself.Caught off guard, Yasmin ended up sitting on his lap. "What are you doing? Stop tugging at me all the time. You'll hurt me." Furious, Yasmin tried to get up. However, Blake didn't let her go. His breathing was heavy as he said, "I haven't finished speaking.""I don't want to hear it," Yasmin snapped, still trying to break free from his grip. But Blake was already shor
Blake felt that Yasmin had stopped struggling. So, he turned her face toward him and saw that she was in a daze, numb from any emotions. The sight of her like that reminded him of the night at Meulens as well. It was after that night that Yasmin had made up her mind to divorce him. At that moment, Blake's heart sank, and his face twisted in pain as he felt something tearing apart inside him. Then, he remained motionless for a while.Upon noticing this, Yasmin frantically pushed him away and pulled her sweater back into place.Her face was covered in tears.Blake stared at her and uttered, "Do you really hate me that much?""Yes! I despise you and want nothing to do with you!" Yasmin shouted. Who could possibly like an overbearing arrogant bastard like him?Blake's face fell, and his chest suddenly grew so heavy that he struggled to breathe.After what felt like an eternity, he got up and resentfully left without looking back. After that, Yasmin was left sitting on the c