"It's cold outside. If you want to enjoy the snowy scenery, you can do so here with heating and hot coffee." Blake took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and sat on the couch in the middle to brew coffee.Yasmin didn't say anything. She sat on a cushion and quietly admired the snowscape outside. It had a unique charm."Drink some coffee," Blake called to her.Yasmin turned her head, and a cup of coffee was handed to her. Perhaps the beautiful snowscape had a calming effect on her because, instead of arguing, she accepted the coffee he offered and took a sip.It was warm and soothing.Blake noticed her smile and couldn't help but fixate on her.After watching the scenery for a while, Yasmin felt his intense gaze on her, making her uncomfortable. She said indifferently, "Stop staring at me.""Why?" Blake asked."I don't like it.""But I do." He moved closer, a smile playing on his lips. "This moment feels great."He stared at Yasmin so closely that even the fine hairs on h
The coffee was cleared away. Blake approached Yasmin and asked, "Joel and Michelle plan to have dinner here. What about you? Are you joining?"When Yasmin was about to reply, Michelle chimed in, "Stay back for dinner tonight, Yasmin. I'm thinking beef stew. We can hang out, watch the snow, and eat together.""Alright," Yasmin replied with a smile. Then, she carried on enjoying the view.Blake quietly stared at Yasmin as he found a moment like this delightful.He realized that this was Yasmin's perfect picture of skiing in the winter.Even though it was only a day, he got to experience peace and joy.Blake flashed a smile and remained silent.After a while, the staff came in and served dinner.Michelle shouted at the rest, "The food is here. Let's dig in."The four of them gathered and enjoyed the warm beef stew.Yasmin seemed really hungry. She chowed down the food, having two servings of broth and lots of beef.With a smile, Michelle asked, "Are you starving, Yasmin?"Ya
Joel said, "Join us for the dart game, Blake."Blake walked over and casually took a few darts. "Who's going first?""I'll go first." Joel threw his darts, hitting the bullseye each time.He turned to look at Blake and smugly said, "How's that, Blake? We didn't see each other for a while. Have I improved?""It's alright." Noticing Joel's confident expression, Blake grinned and threw his dart.Every dart he threw knocked one of Joel's darts away.In the end, all five of Joel's darts were struck away, and Blake's darts landed perfectly in their original spots."That's incredible!" Michelle cheered and clapped.Joel clicked his tongue and said in resignation, "Give me a break, Blake.""Good sportsmanship comes before our friendship." Blake chuckled."I'm done with the game. Let's have some drinks." Seeing he couldn't win against Blake, Joel lost interest and went to the table for some drinks.Blake hung out with Joel. Even though he was quiet, he wasn't the type to kill the moo
Yasmin was taken aback when she fixed her gaze on Blake's hand. His long fingers enveloped her slender hand, and the scene was quite romantic.Still, Yasmin knew she had to pull herself together.Her gaze darkened. When she was about to withdraw her hand, Blake said, "Stay with me for a bit."Yasmin looked over at him.Under the dim light, Blake grabbed Yasmin's hands tightly and said in a raspy voice, "I'm having a headache. Don't let go of my hand."Hearing that, Yasmin fell into a trance.Suddenly, a faint glimmer flashed before her eyes, and it was followed by a quick succession of honks.Yasmin came back to her senses and looked over. A car lost control and sped toward them, honking frantically.Yasmin was so terrified that her pupils dilated.Her heart leaped into her throat. She squeezed her eyes shut, believing death was coming for her. Then, she felt a comforting warmth surrounding her. Hesitantly, she opened her eyes to see Blake's handsome face before her.At t
Joel nodded.Yasmin felt a pang in her heart, and she gaped. "Is he inside?""Yes," Joel softly said.Yasmin hesitated, but she moved forward and walked inside.Malcolm was in disbelief. He wanted to enter, but Joel stopped him.He was puzzled as he turned to Joel. "Dr. Sawyer.""Stay here." Joel looked at Malcolm with a meaningful gaze. "Let Yasmin go in alone. You don't need to follow.""But… But isn't Mr. Ford…" Malcolm was on the verge of tearing up.Joel sighed. "I tricked her. But you're a grown man. Why are you so softhearted?"Malcolm was taken aback and swiftly wiped away his tears. "So you lied to Mrs. Ford?""Otherwise, why would she look so heartbroken?" Joel wanted to help Yasmin take a step forward and admit her true feelings.Yasmin hurriedly pushed open the operating room door.The smell of disinfectant reached her nose, making it difficult for her to breathe.She walked up and saw Blake lying on the bed. He looked pale under that white blanket.Yasmin g
After Joel and Malcolm left, Yasmin closed the door and returned to the side of Blake's bed. She stared blankly ahead of her, probably still shocked at what had happened.Blake lay on the bed and glanced at Yasmin.Her eyes were all red. As she sniffled, she had this gloomy air lingering around her."Did you cry because you thought I was dead?" Blake asked.Upon hearing Blake's words, Yasmin came back to her senses and muttered, "No.""Don't deny it. You teared up, but you still won't admit it." Blake fixed his intense gaze on her. He seemed to be in a good mood.Feeling annoyed, Yasmin looked at him. "Like I said, I wasn't."Blake asked, "Yasmin, would you feel sad if I had actually died just now?"Yasmin furrowed her brows. However, tears suddenly welled up in her eyes when she heard his words.She couldn't hold back her tears. She quickly wiped them away, but the tears kept coming back. Eventually, she snapped, "Why are you saying that?" Yasmin was frustrated, not because
Blake didn't expect Elise to be so wicked.He took a moment before nodding. He took a sip of his coffee and nonchalantly asked, "Is that enough for a death sentence?""Given how brutal the crime was, Elise likely couldn't escape the death penalty."Blake instructed, "We need the court to deliver the sentence promptly.""Got it." With that, Malcolm quickly left the room.After Malcolm left, Blake wheeled himself to the bed and lovingly looked at Yasmin. He gently tucked her in with a blanket.Yasmin suddenly opened her eyes.Blake was surprised. "Are you awake?""Yeah," Yasmin responded. She lay on the bed and asked, "Were you talking about Elise with Malcolm just now?"Blake nodded. "We've made progress in Merania. Elise is indeed a murderer, and we have both witness and evidence to support it.""Witness?""Yes. Jessika has woken up.""When did she wake up?" Yasmin was taken aback, especially when no one told her about it."She woke up two nights ago. I kept it from you
"Who's this?" Lizzie asked.Blake glanced at Yasmin. Yasmin, who was eating broccoli, faltered upon hearing Lizzie's words."She's my wife." Blake beamed.Lizzie's face turned white. "Your wife? Aren't you divorced six months ago, Blake?""We're almost back on good terms," Blake gently said.Only then did Annalise come back to her senses. She walked over and glanced at Yasmin, asking, "Are you two getting back together? Why wasn't I clued in on this, Blake?"Blake nonchalantly said, "I've planned to patch things up with Yasmin before bringing her home to meet you and Grandpa." "Is that so?" Annalise sported a conflicted expression and apologetically looked at Lizzie. Two days ago, she agreed with Adelle to match Blake with Lizzie.But in the end, Blake and Yasmin were about to reconcile.When Lizzie heard Blake's words, her expression darkened.Blake seemed to have read their minds. He looked at Annalise and said, "After being separated from Yasmin for so long, I've fina