However, Yasmin refused to see him.When Blake heard this, his heart sank, and his hands began shaking. "T-There's no way she won't see me. Ask her again.""Blake!"Mortimer had enough. He dragged Blake out of the police station and said, "Let it go. She doesn't want you anymore, so respect that."Blake's ears were ringing as he felt a dagger digging into his heart. "I've only ever loved one woman my entire life. That woman wholeheartedly gave herself to me and even bore me a child. How do you expect me to just let her go?""But she doesn't want you anymore."Mortimer's words felt like a punch to the gut. Blake felt something surging up his throat before blood spurted out, and he passed out.He had pulled several all-nighters to take care of Yasmin's issue just so he could see her again. Now, his body had finally reached its limit.In his dreams, he saw Yasmin excitedly saying, "I like you, Blake."Then, it changed to, "I don't want you anymore, Blake Ford."Her expression
Six months had already passed.At dawn, Blake jolted awake from a nightmare. He glanced at the calendar on the bedside table. A red circle was drawn on the day, indicating that Yasmin was going to be released from prison.Blake couldn't help but feel a little happy.After washing up, he even deliberately chose a suit that she had bought for him.He then carefully shaved his beard in front of the mirror. He looked at his reflection again and again, making sure his suit was impeccable and his appearance was flawless. Later, he got into the car and headed to the prison to pick her up.When he arrived, Yasmin had just walked out of the prison.She was wearing the same dress she had arrived in, carrying a duffel bag. She walked past the open iron gates with a slim figure and a calm look in her eyes."Yasmin." Blake got out of the car and called her name in a deep voice.Yasmin glanced at him without any expression.At this moment, a car stopped in front of Yasmin. The window
Yasmin eventually realized that something was wrong. Upon questioning, the person told her that Yasmin had offended someone she shouldn't have, and that was why someone wanted to harm her.Yasmin immediately thought of Elise.As it turned out, her hunch was right—Elise wanted to kill her.In prison, Yasmin faced those who were always causing trouble and giving her a hard time. She always needed to stay on guard.Later, Ivan sent people to take care of her, and the situation was resolved."I didn't do anything, don't accuse me so easily." Elise, of course, wouldn't admit to it. She added softly, "You pushed me into the sea, but you still haven't apologized to me.""Stop pretending." Seeing her frail act, Yasmin felt disgusted and said coldly, "I know it was you.""Do you have any evidence?" Elise questioned her, still looking innocent.Elise had done this very discreetly. As such, Yasmin would not be able to point her as the mastermind. At most, she could only voice her suspic
A tall figure loomed in front of Yasmin. "What are you doing here?" Blake fixed a gaze on her that conveyed both affection and curiosity. "Would you believe me if I said I'm here to congratulate Ms. Fletcher on her engagement?" Yasmin asked, holding a wine glass and smiling faintly."Do you think I'd believe that?" Blake looked at her. "Yasmin, what exactly are you trying to do here?"He didn't want her to do anything foolish. His gaze remained fixed on her, trying to see something in her eyes.But all she did was smile. Her eyes were devoid of any emotion—indifferent and distant. "Mr. Ford, we're not that close. You should address me as Ms. Starr," she said.As she finished speaking, she saw Elise going upstairs, so she put down her wine glass and was about to leave.Blake quickly took a few steps forward and grabbed her wrist. "Yasmin."Yasmin's back stiffened, and her entire body tensed the moment her hand was caught. She looked up at him, her eyes revealing disgust. "Mr.
Of course, she couldn't find out who it was in the end.The gang leader said it was a man who wanted to harm her.Elise was no fool. If she wanted Yasmin dead, she would never do the dirty work herself. Otherwise, she would leave incriminating evidence behind.Still, Yasmin firmly believed that Elise was behind it all.Elise undoubtedly wanted Yasmin dead. From that day on, Yasmin became even more vigilant and reticent.Regardless of who attacked her, she fought back fiercely—beating them to the brink of death. Gradually, no one dared to provoke her anymore.Later, when Ivan learned of her situation, he sent people in to take care of her—clearing the obstacles in her path. Then, she finally had the time to focus on her artwork.Half a month prior, she had already submitted her latest design drafts. In a few more days, her work would be displayed at a fashion show.Presently, Yasmin walked downstairs wearing a white gown and a feathered mask.To deal with Elise, she first nee
Her skin was as white as snow, her eyes clear and warm. She glared at Blake for a second, then quickly softened her gaze and became graceful and charming as she smiled at Carlos.Carlos was stunned. "Why is it you?"Just as Yasmin was about to speak, Elise hurried downstairs, her long hair slightly disheveled. She said pitifully, "Carlos, someone just locked me upstairs."Seeing Elise on the verge of tears, Carlos felt pity for her. He supported her and glared at Yasmin. "What did you do to Elise?""I didn't do anything," Yasmin answered innocently, blinking her big doe eyes at Carlos.Carlos felt strange and averted his gaze. "If you didn't do anything, why did you appear wearing the same gown as Elise? You did this on purpose, didn't you? You wanted to ruin my engagement with Elise?""What did I do?" Yasmin asked back with a smile. "I just went upstairs to change clothes. When I came down, you pulled me to the dance floor."Yasmin continued, "But what about you? When you saw
Blake visited her many times, but she never agreed to see him.When he heard she was being harassed inside, he sent people in to deal with those causing trouble and assigned someone to stay by her side—protecting her from afar without her knowing.He heard she had grown a lot, eating well every day and fighting back against anyone who harassed her.He also learned that Ivan's people brought her drafts and materials, and she often worked on her designs inside.Later, Blake pulled some strings for her to work in the prison laundromat, allowing her to quietly work on her drafts there every day.Hearing that she was living well, he felt relieved. At least she wasn't miserable."What does that have to do with you?" Yasmin's calm face showed a faint smile, but her eyes remained frigid and devoid of warmth."I'm just concerned about you..." His throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton. He had so much to say yet was unable to find the words.Yasmin smirked. "Why would I need your co
"What are you planning to do?""Carlos loves her, right? Then I'll seduce Carlos. I want her to experience what I went through." Back when Yasmin was with Blake, Elise always tried to drive a wedge between them. Now, Yasmin would make Elise taste the same pain and see if she could maintain her innocent façade."As for Blake, I don't think he will help Elise anymore." Yasmin understood Blake well, especially after her time in prison.If she hadn't rejected him six months ago, she might still be under his control today.But things were different now.To free herself from him, she was willing to go to prison. She believed that Blake would not force her anymore, as he now knew she was willing to go to drastic lengths to get away from him.Blake now felt a deep sense of guilt toward her, which was strong enough to overshadow his feelings for Elise. Thus, Yasmin was sure that Blake would only cling to her and not force her back to his side. He understood that he could no longer c