At the snowfield, Ivan said gently, "Yasmin, when you're skiing, don't focus on the ground. Look ahead." "Okay!" Yasmin nodded and lifted her gaze. She then locked eyes with Blake. He sat there, a staff member kneeling to attach the snowboard to his feet. His face bore a cold and grim expression.Their eyes met. He was glaring at her. Yasmin was startled, and her heart raced. Then, her speed spiraled out of control. She thought she was about to fall, and her eyes widened in terror. "Help!" she could not help but scream. Beside her, Ivan wore a smirk as he scooped her up. She practically pounced on him, pressing against his chest. After the initial bump, he took a step back, managing to maintain his grip on her.They looked at each other in the snow, and the scene resembled a romantic drama. "Oh my goodness! That's like a scene from a romantic drama." Joel was sitting next to Blake, slapping his thigh. He continued, "Now would be the perfect timing for some music. I feel lik
"Why don't you tell Blake that?" Yasmin laughed at him and continued, "Now that he already has a child with someone else, what's the point of telling me these now?""Perhaps the child is not Blake's?" Joel hinted.Although he did not think Blake was the child's father, he could not reveal anything if Blake chose not to explain.Yasmin was momentarily stunned, but she quickly dismissed the thought and said, "No, it's impossible. Why would he care so much if the child is not his?"Indeed. Joel, too, could not understand this part. Blake was particularly attentive to the child in Giselle's belly, but he refused to explain why. No one could fathom his thoughts.Joel then said, "I still think you should think this through. If you really end up with Ivan, then you and Blake will never be like you used to be."Yasmin couldn't bother with that anymore.Looking at the snowboard under her feet, she said, "I just wish we could get a divorce as soon as possible."Taken aback, Joel asked, "
"Blake?"Afraid that something had happened to him, Yasmin crawled over and removed his snow goggles. The face she found under the goggles was tense. Staring at her, Blake said, "There's a chance my leg is broken."Having fallen into the pit just now, he heard a snap. The situation appeared to be quite serious."Are you sure?" Yasmin was panicking. She quickly got off him and examined his leg. "Which leg?" she asked."Left leg," Blake replied.She reached out and pressed his left leg. "Is it here?""Yeah." As if in pain, he furrowed his brows and instructed, "Call for help.""Okay."With no time to waste, she looked up at the edge of the pit. Ivan and the others had already arrived. Everyone stood above, their faces showing concern."Are you both okay?" Ivan asked.The snow pit was over 3.2 feet deep. If they were injured, it shouldn't be too serious.Yasmin climbed off Blake and looked up, answering, "I'm fine, but Blake seems to have injured his leg. He can't move. We
"Blake will be getting a cast, and there's no need for hospitalization. After half an hour of observation, he's free to go home."After Joel finished speaking, he scanned the corridor to look for Yasmin. When he saw her, he waved at her.Yasmin pointed to herself and asked, "Are you calling me?""Yes."Giselle glanced at Yasmin as the latter approached. Joel continued, "Blake will require bed rest once he's home. The recovery might take two to three weeks. I'll make regular visits for follow-up examinations and to change bandages. I trust you to look after him well.""Okay," Yasmin agreed. Since she was the reason for Blake's leg fracture, she accepted the responsibility to care for him.However, Giselle, who stood beside her, wasn't thrilled. As Blake's girlfriend, she questioned why Joel entrusted this duty to Yasmin.With Erik by her side, Giselle entered the ward to check on Blake.Leaning on the hospital bed, his left leg immobilized in a cast, he showcased his usual str
Yasmin thought the same. She knew she was the cause of Blake's fractured leg, and he would undoubtedly blame her for past and present grievances. Anticipating his lingering resentment, she stood silently on the side, refraining from uttering a single word.The other two also noticed Yasmin entering. Giselle then said, "Yasmin, please take good care of Blake. Also, let's exchange our contact numbers. If you need help with Blake, feel free to reach out to me via WhatsApp."Yasmin had no choice but to save her number. Now a culprit, she could not evade her responsibility.Not long after, Joel came in with the ointment for Blake.Finally, she could go home. As soon as she settled into Blake's car, a sense of relief washed over her. Dealing with Giselle was something she genuinely disliked. Being around her felt stifling, as if every word she uttered was carefully calculated and weighed.Back home, Blake was assisted to the master bedroom on the second floor. Yasmin took a pillow and p
Yasmin had seen similar scenes in short videos before. She had laughed at them, thinking that they were hilarious. The idea that one day such an incident would happen to her never crossed her mind.Being directly involved, she didn't see any humor in the situation and felt genuinely wretched about being in that position."Didn't you say you're sorry?" asked Blake with a straight face. "If you're truly sorry, then show it with some substantial care, not just empty words."Under his stern gaze, Yasmin felt a bit embarrassed."I really do want to apologize sincerely," she said."Then help me apply the ointment."Yasmin was speechless for a while. Then, as if she had figured something out, she carefully asked, "Do you seriously want me to help you apply the ointment?"Blake snorted and turned his head away."Okay."Summoning her courage, she extended her hand toward the waistband of his pants. He was donned in today's suit pants, but a section of the pant leg had been removed to a
Yasmin removed the cap from the ointment and inspected his wound. She hesitated once more. The injury was situated at the bottom, requiring her to adjust things to properly apply the ointment.Frowning, she contemplated whether to go ahead with it or not. Despite having seen Blake's manhood several times, their relationship was not at its best. They hadn't shared a bed for quite some time, making the situation a bit awkward for her."Not done yet?" asked Blake as he opened his eyes. Yasmin remained silent, her expression revealing a sense of unease. Observing her discomfort, he glanced down at himself, seemingly comprehending her thoughts, and smirked.Seeing his smirk, she gathered her courage, dabbed some ointment on her index finger, and reached down. As the ointment made contact with the wound, Blake's breath caught. He then spoke in a husky voice, "Be careful.""Be careful with what?" She raised her head to look at him.His gaze deepened as he said, "Be careful not to t
"Alright," Eunice agreed.The following day, Yasmin was roused from her sleep by the ringing of her phone. She drowsily grabbed it, and the screen illuminated with Blake's name.Sensing it might be something significant, she answered, her voice soft and languid, "Hello."Blake did not speak for a while."Hello? Why aren't you talking? Did you dial the wrong number?"She was about to hang up when Blake said, "I need to pee."So, it was just an early morning bathroom call.Understanding the task, Yasmin nodded and said, "I'll be right there."She sat up, rubbed her eyes, and went to the master bedroom. Upon hearing some movement, Blake glanced up and spotted her in a light pink nightgown, gracefully approaching him in the morning light, exuding charm and enchantment. His gaze intensified.She bent down and asked, "You need to pee?""Yes.""I'll help you up," she said, lifting the blanket.Under the blanket, Blake wore a loose sleeping robe. His robust chest suddenly caught