"Why would he be unhappy?" Eunice asked.Mona replied, "Ms. Salle, your behavior will affect the quality of your breast milk. If the baby gets fussy, Mr. Sullivan Senior will be unhappy."So, she was saying that they treated Eunice as a mere breeding machine and a milk provider.It was no wonder she felt depressed.Eunice took a deep breath and said with a cold face, "I asked you to bring the baby here."Mona didn't dare to upset her too much, reluctantly bringing the baby to Eunice.Eunice took the baby, glaring at Mona.Yasmin also glanced at Mona. She appeared to be in her 20s, yet she spoke so harshly.After Mona left, Yasmin asked, "What's with that maid? Why is she so rude?""Mr. Sullivan Senior sent her." Eunice lowered her gaze, showing the baby to Yasmin.The baby was adorably sweet in the swaddle.Yasmin played with him and noticed Eunice's distress. "Why did Mr. Sullivan Senior send her here?""He probably doesn't like me and wants someone to drive me away," Euni
Eunice felt slightly relieved. But her brows furrowed again as she explained to Yasmin, "I think so. Her name is Mona Scott. "Her father is the butler for the Sullivans. She grew up in the Sullivan family, so she's considered Mortimer's childhood playmate."So, it was a childhood crush. Her father was the Sullivan family's butler, so Mona had such a haughty attitude.Just then, Mona led the guests inside. The sound of footsteps grew closer.Yasmin glanced over, spotting Blake and Joel approaching from a distance.Joel was the first to notice the two women upstairs and asked with a smirk, "Why are you both standing upstairs?"Blake raised his gaze, his eyes settling on Yasmin and not moving away.Compared to Yasmin's calm composure, Eunice was much more flustered. She was still wearing a nightgown without a bra.With a gasp, she quickly ran into the bedroom.Yasmin withdrew her gaze and followed her in."That was so embarrassing," Eunice said, covering her face in the dressin
The familiar scent of cedar wafted in the air, making Yasmin feel somewhat uneasy. She moved away slightly to keep her distance."Eunice is currently in postpartum confinement. Let's all join her in having a confinement meal," Mortimer suggested, inviting everyone to start eating.Unlike Eunice, who was touched by Mortimer's thoughtfulness, Joel seemed troubled. Propping his chin up with his hand, he complained, "Come on, Morty! Eunice is in confinement, not us. Why should we eat this bland food, too?""If you eat other foods in front of her, she might crave them," Mortimer replied calmly, placing a stalk of celery into Eunice's bowl.Eunice looked at him with bright eyes, thinking Mortimer was really thoughtful."Why are you looking at me like that?" Mortimer asked her, meeting her gaze.Their eyes almost seemed to melt into each other.Joel couldn't help but face-palm. "Oh! I can't watch this anymore. What have I done to deserve this torture every time I come here?"Eunice
Joel's eyes lit up when he heard that suggestion.Blake was smoking on the couch. Upon hearing their conversation, he blew out a puff of smoke and said, "Asking for her help is fine, but don't bother her too much when unnecessary. Don't hover around her too much."Blake was worried that Yasmin might develop feelings for Joel.Joel clicked his tongue. "You still don't trust me? A friend's wife is off-limits. I'm not that kind of person."Blake glanced at him indifferently. "It's not that I'm afraid she'll fall for you. She wouldn't. It's just that you've always been kind to her. I don't want her to become too dependent on you.""See, this is a man's possessiveness." Mortimer turned his head and clicked his tongue at Joel. "He doesn't even see you as a threat. He thinks Yasmin definitely won't like you. He just doesn't want her to have too much contact with you."Joel was speechless.Even Blake, who rarely smiled, couldn't help but quirk the corner of his lips upon seeing Joel
Joel tried to explain, "It's a long way, so I'm giving Yasmin a ride back.""Then why don't you give me a ride, too?" Before they could react, Blake opened the rear door and sat next to Yasmin.Yasmin's expression stiffened slightly."Don't you have a car? Why are you coming with us?" Joel asked."How could I let the two of you be alone together?" Blake's tone was subtle yet menacing.Joel was taken aback and let out a nervous laugh. "Right."Yasmin was speechless.When they arrived at Bournegin Heights, Yasmin got out of the car.Blake also got out and caught up to her pace. "What were you two talking about just now?"Yasmin stopped in her tracks upon hearing this, thinking that he probably didn't know what she and Joel had discussed. She said quietly, "Nothing.""Did he ask you to do something troublesome?" Blake glanced at her.Yasmin shook her head. "No.""Don't help him if it's troublesome.""It's not." In any case, she still had to ask Michelle first.Once in he
"This shows that you still care about me."Yasmin had been tested by him. She came out to check on him upon hearing his cry.Blake was delighted. He took her to bed, pulled over the pillow, and placed it under her head. "Time to sleep.""Let go of me!"Yasmin was held so tightly by him that she almost suffocated. She tried to kick him, but he grabbed her leg and pressed it against his firm waist.She was startled and felt him leaning closer, pressing tightly against her without leaving any gaps."Blake, what are you doing?" Yasmin held her breath. Was this jerk trying to force her again?Blake closed his eyes and said softly, "Stop struggling. I just want you to sleep."Who slept like this?He was pressing against her so tightly that she felt threatened. How was she supposed to sleep?"I don't want this. Let me go!" Yasmin gritted her teeth and pushed against him, her body twisting in protest.Blake's breathing became slightly heavier. He slapped her backside. "Stop it, or
"Okay, I'm coming." Yasmin got out of bed and quickly put on her clothes.Thinking of the big trouble in the bathroom, she went over and said, "Michelle is here. Stay inside the room and don't come out."After saying that, she ran out and opened the door for Michelle.Michelle was wearing a black sports skirt, showing off her slim waist and long legs. She looked like one of those car models with a stunning figure."Yasmin, did you just wake up?" Michelle looked at her messy hair. "You asked me to meet you at 10:00 am, and it's already 9:50. Did you realize that?"Yasmin was stunned. She was almost late. Joel was probably anxiously waiting at the ski resort."Sorry, Michelle. I just need to grab my bag, and then we can go." Yasmin quickly grabbed her bag and was ready to leave.Suddenly, the master bedroom door opened. Blake, draped in black pajamas, asked, "Where are you going?"He stood there, looking fit. His hair was still a bit wet. His handsome face looked somewhat ref
Blake seemed receptive to her advice. "How can I make a woman happy?"Michelle thought for a moment and said, "Give her gifts she likes.""I've already given them."Michelle continued, "You should accommodate her, take care of her more, do housework, and do everything for her.""I've done that. I cook for her every day and also drive her to and from work.""Mr. Ford, you cook for Yasmin every day?" Michelle was surprised."Yes, I cook three meals a day for her whenever I have time. If I'm busy, I make sure the maids send her food. I also send her flowers every day and pick her up from wherever she is, no matter how late."Michelle was astonished after hearing this and turned to look at Yasmin as if to say that being treated so well by Blake was a great blessing."Is there anything else I didn't do?" Blake asked.Michelle thought for a moment. "There's one thing you could try. Maybe you're not domineering enough. Have you watched any TV series? You have to be like those dominan
Pamela thought that Yasmin's voice sounded strange, but since Yasmin was an important client, she didn't dare offend her.Politely, she replied, "It's okay. Please take your time.""Alright, please leave for now. I'll look for you once I'm finished here," Yasmin said in a strained voice."Okay." Pamela left soon after.Once she was gone, Yasmin awkwardly tapped Blake's shoulder. "Alright, stop it. You almost got us caught just now."Blake was now satisfied. A man who had been sated was no longer as surly. He became shockingly gentle, wrapping his arms around her waist and saying, "Join me for dinner later.""Okay," Yasmin weakly agreed. "Please let me go now."Blake finally released his hold on her. Yasmin's legs felt like jelly, and she nearly stumbled as soon as he let go.He steadied her and looked down at the torn train of the wedding dress. The front, however, still looked fine. He smiled and said, "You still look beautiful in the wedding dress."Yasmin glanced at the mir
Blake didn't respond, choosing instead to stare at Yasmin. She had just removed the tiara, letting her long hair cascade over her left shoulder. This brought attention to her fair skin and made her appear as if she was an otherworldly beauty.No wonder Ivan had been mesmerized earlier. A woman in a wedding dress truly possessed a sacred kind of elegance.Blake's gaze traveled down to her chest. She looked exquisite, but something was missing—the ring. His face darkened as he asked, "Where's the ring?""I took it off when I was trying on the wedding dress. I put it in my bag," Yasmin replied. She turned around to retrieve it for him.Maybe it was the way the wedding dress hugged her slender figure, or the graceful way she bent down to pick up the ring, her hips subtly lifting. Either way, the movement exuded an undeniable allure.Blake suddenly felt an overwhelming urge rise from within him. He walked up behind her and placed his hands on her waist as if possessed.Yasmin froze
Ivan sneered in response. "Oh? Do you want to come over and have a drink at the wedding?""There's no need for a wedding toast, but I'll send you a nice little gift soon. You've had Lizzie abducted, and I haven't settled that score yet." Blake's tone was cold and menacing.Still, Ivan wasn't afraid. He took a couple of steps forward, smirking as he said, "Feel free to try—but you should think it through. You have more loved ones than I do. "Besides your mother and Lizzie, there's also your grandmother. I could blow up your mother's hospital today, kidnap Lizzie tomorrow, and have your grandmother killed the day after."Blake's cold laughter came through the phone. "Is that so? Well then, I guess I need to send you a big gift today."The two men continued their exchange from a distance. Yasmin, who was unable to hear the conversation clearly, was trembling with fear. She was terrified of what they might be discussing.It was at this moment when Wendy hurried in from outside. She
Yasmin stepped into the fitting room and changed into the wedding dress. When she emerged, her long hair was elegantly pinned up, and her red lips were vibrant. It made her look breathtakingly beautiful.Ivan saw her and was momentarily stunned. His gaze was unwavering as he stared wide-eyed. Then, he caught himself and smiled. "Yasmin, you look stunning."She gave a slight smile in response, adding to her allure.Ivan was almost entranced. He picked up a crystal-encrusted tiara from nearby and placed it on her head. She glanced upward, her eyes sparkling as she stood there in the white wedding dress. She looked absolutely mesmerizing, and Ivan couldn't take his eyes off her.Meanwhile, Blake watched from across the street with a growing sense of jealousy. The sight of them together made him smirk cynically. Unable to contain himself, he pulled out his phone and called Yasmin.He didn't want to see them looking so perfect together. It irritated him to no end.When Yasmin's ph
Yasmin's heart ached as she listened, her eyes reddening. "You're doing great, Trist. If Mom were with you right now, I'd definitely give you a big hug."Tristan mumbled, "Mom, stop acting like it's the end of the world. You sound so sentimental. I'm doing just fine here. I've got friends to play with and plenty of household staff members to look after me. "You just take care of yourself in Merania, and do whatever you need to do. Once you're in Rimmervale, we'll see each other again."Yasmin nodded. "Yes, we'll see each other very soon."Just then, the door swung open, and there Ivan stood in the doorway. Yasmin jumped in surprise and instinctively ended the video call."Why are you crying?" Ivan asked, noticing her red eyes.Yasmin wiped her tears and smiled. "It's nothing. I just miss Trist."Ivan understood that being a mother made Yasmin emotional whenever she thought about her child. He then asked, "By the way, how was Trist's winter camp? When is he coming back?"Feelin
Yasmin huffed in exasperation. "I just stole his proposal a few days ago, and now he's starting to get suspicious. If I tell him I don't want to take wedding photos, he'll be on to me for sure. If he gets suspicious, my plan will be completely ruined."Blake remained silent on the other end of the line.Yasmin sighed and continued, "It's really not a big deal. This is the last thing I need to do with him. The wedding is in seven days—it'll all be over by then.""When are the wedding photos being taken?" Blake asked.Yasmin hesitated before answering, "Didn't I already tell you? The day after tomorrow, in the afternoon."Blake only replied with a simple, "It's late. Go to sleep." Then, he ended the call.Yasmin could tell he was not all too pleased, but she really didn't want to stir up more trouble than necessary. There were just seven more days to go—Yasmin wanted to get through the final spurt safely and smoothly.…On the day of the wedding dress fitting, Yasmin was having b
Yasmin had no idea what Ivan would do to her if he learned the truth. She feared that if she angered him, he might lock her up somewhere no one would ever find her."I did that because my grandma suggested it to me," Yasmin explained."Your grandma knows about all of this?" Blake asked."Of course. Do you think someone as sharp as her wouldn't notice that every time you visited, we disappeared for hours? She figured it out a long time ago and asked me what was going on between us.""So, you told her everything about us?""Yes, she knows we've reconciled. I even planted a listening device on Ivan. We're hoping to acquire evidence of his illegal activities." Yasmin nodded as she spoke."Did your grandma suggest that to you too?"Yasmin replied briefly, "Yes."Blake let out a soft laugh. "Your grandma is quite the master of strategies.""She really is," Yasmin agreed with a smile. But seconds later, her expression grew serious. "Blake, there's something I need to tell you.""Wha
Yasmin's face turned pale as she realized the extent of the surveillance at the Burke residence."Can the surveillance footage from the study be deleted?" Yasmin asked at the time.The housekeeper shook her head. "It can't be deleted. The surveillance is linked to Mr. Burke's computer. His computer is password-protected, and only he has access to it."Yasmin's heart sank at the news. She knew that once Blake made his move to sabotage Ivan's project, Ivan would inevitably discover that she was involved.Hence, she had already discussed a plan with Imogen to handle the situation. Although the process had been nerve-wracking, everything had gone smoothly. Ivan seemed to believe her explanation.With the project now in jeopardy, Ivan would likely need additional funding, which meant it was unlikely that he would call off the engagement. Yasmin assured herself that Ivan wouldn't do anything drastic to her—not when he needed money from Sander International.After seeing Ivan off, Yasmi
Ivan gently touched Yasmin's face and said softly, "Forget it. Four years ago, you did wrong by him. It's understandable that he threatened you. But don't worry, I've already forced him back to Stanton City."Soon, I'll deal with everyone who has wronged you. I'll make him miserable and ensure he has no time to harass you."Yasmin stared at him in surprise. "Ivo, what are you going to do to those people?""I won't let a single person who hurt you get away with it. However they treated you, I'll make sure they experience the same," Ivan said, his eyes dark with resolve.Yasmin took a deep breath, unable to find the right words.Ivan seemed to realize that his current expression was too grim. He softened his demeanor and asked with a forced smile, "Let me see what you bought for me."Yasmin quickly snapped back to attention and began showing him the gifts she had purchased. Since she had never bought him anything before, Ivan looked somewhat dazed as he looked at the gifts.He pic