Yasmin was initially scared, thinking it was someone else. Once she got closer, she saw the side of Blake's face through the glass window and realized it was him. Why was he here?He even brought Roderick's medical team along; was he here to diagnose her father?After a while, Roderick said the same thing, "Mr. Starr's fingers can move, which proves he can hear sounds. Perhaps he will wake up soon."Blake nodded. Sensing someone watching from outside, he turned and met Yasmin's gaze.After a few days of not seeing her, she looked thinner and frail.She lost a lot of weight.Blake's gaze deepened, and he nodded at her.Yasmin stiffened. She had come today to pick her father up, but she felt uneasy, afraid he might notice something.Blake came out with Roderick and the others as she was caught off guard."I'll take my leave," Roderick said."Alright, thank you." Blake nodded. The group discussed as they walked past her.Yasmin quietly breathed a sigh of relief as she watched
"I believe so. Otherwise, why would Mr. Burke send an ambulance to follow Mrs. Ford here? If it wasn't to take Mr. Starr away, what would they need the ambulance for? It can't possibly be for a hospital transfer, right?" Malcolm had worked for Blake for many years and developed excellent observational skills.Blake's eyes darkened after hearing this, his gaze becoming as thick as ink. After a moment, he laughed coldly. He said sarcastically, "She hid it from me that she's planning to leave the country with Ivan."A few days ago, she told him to look for her once he completed his matters. He thought she wanted to wait for him, so he had not looked for Yasmin in the past few days and kept himself busy with the business.He never expected that she would elope with Ivan after a few days of not seeing her.The look on Blake's face suddenly turned cold and stern. His tone was chilling. "Get some of our men over here."…Meanwhile, Yasmin was standing in the ICU, waiting for the doctor
He effortlessly carried her out of the hospital despite her struggles.Outside, Wendy and the ambulance were surrounded by Blake's men, unable to move.Seeing Blake carrying Yasmin out, Wendy said, "Sorry, Ms. Starr, Mr. Ford found us just now. I've already notified Mr. Burke, and he's on his way here."Blake glanced coldly at Wendy and said, "Tell Ivan to get himself back to Merania. If he meddles any further, I'll ruin him."After that, without looking at Wendy's reaction, he shoved Yasmin into the car.…45 minutes later, the car stopped at Oak Garden's entrance.Yasmin looked at him and asked, "Blake, what do you mean by this? Are you going to imprison me in Oak Garden?"Blake looked at her indifferently. "I won't imprison you, but if you don't walk in by yourself, I guarantee you won't see Stuart again."Yasmin was stunned, looking at him in disbelief. "Are you threatening me with my father?""You lied to me first," Blake responded coldly.Yasmin had nothing to say.Bl
After entering the villa, Yasmin sat silently on the couch.Blake asked, "What do you want for dinner?"She ignored him, using silence to resist his dominance.Blake's phone rang again. Just as Yasmin returned to Oak Garden, Annalise's call came. Blake laughed coldly and answered it.Annalise asked, "Blake, did you take Yasmin home again? What are you trying to do? Can you only be satisfied once you've driven me crazy?"Blake glanced at Yasmin. She seemed to hear Annalise's words and sneered mockingly.The situation was indeed tricky. As long as she came back, Annalise would immediately know their whereabouts.At this moment, Yasmin wished Annalise could get him under control.Unexpectedly, Blake, as if he had made up his mind, said solemnly, "Yes. I want to be with her."Annalise paused, frowning. "Blake, are you crazy? Don't you know her father caused your father's death?"Of course, Blake knew. But at this moment, he had lost all reason and said coldly, "Remove the informa
Blake lifted his gaze when Malcolm continued, "He's dead, too."Hearing this, Blake was shocked and suddenly kicked the glass coffee table in front of him, shattering it instantly.Yasmin, startled, looked over to see his face illuminated by the light, emanating a cold and terrifying air.She felt that he had gone mad and had become very scary. Instinctively, she hid behind the couch, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.Blake ignored her, his face cold as he asked, "How did he die?"Malcolm replied, "When we found him, he was dead in his apartment, said to be due to a drug overdose."Mr. Ford, I find this too suspicious. Everyone we investigate ends up dead. It feels like someone is manipulating things from behind the scenes…"Blake's expression grew even darker. "Investigate it thoroughly!"He wanted to know who was behind all this.After ending the call, the villa fell into silence. The shattered glass from the coffee table lay scattered, and Blake stood in front of it,
After a while, Blake came to knock on the door again. He said in a hushed voice, "Yasmin."Yasmin hadn't slept yet, but she didn't want to respond to him, so she stayed silent.Blake continued speaking at the door, "Yasmin, open the door, or else you can forget about seeing your father this month."Yasmin was stunned. She hadn't expected that he had become so ruthless that he would even use her father to threaten her just because she wouldn't open the door.With a cold face, she got out of bed and went to open the door.Blake stood at the door, his face gloomy and dark. "Who allowed you to sleep in the guest room? Go back to the master bedroom.""I don't want to sleep there," Yasmin replied.Blake said indifferently, "You don't want to coexist peacefully with me, is that it?"There was a warning in his words.Yasmin frowned slightly, but he had already grabbed her and pulled her to the master bedroom. "Go to bed and sleep."She refused to go.So, he picked her up completely
"Mrs. Ford, Mr. Ford's back.""Really?" Yasmin Starr was busy with her drafts. When she heard that her husband was back, her eyes lit up. She drew the curtains before her to see a Rolls-Royce Cullinan driving along the path leading to the villa.She saw a man in the car. His handsome face was visible from where she stood; his actions and carriage exuded a regal air.It really was him!Yasmin's heart started racing. Her face burned at the thought of the things they did whenever he came home. Every kiss they shared was searing and passionate. It made her shy yet nervous.Just then, the door to her room swung open. Blake Ford walked in.Yasmin smiled at him. "Mr. B!""Come here." He loosened his tie.She walked over to him shyly. In the next second, he pulled her into his arms and gave her a hard kiss. She moaned before sinking into the kiss. Then, he carried her to the bed and had his way with her.Blake looked like the celibate and gentle type, but he was no gentleman when it came to se
Yasmin felt a little bitter. She grabbed some dark clothes from the wardrobe and returned to the room. There, she heard Blake talking to someone on the phone."Don't be scared. Have Alicia keep an eye on you. I'll be right there." His voice was a brand of tenderness that Yasmin had never heard before.She stopped short. Suddenly, the sweetness she'd felt earlier dissipated. She asked tentatively, "Who was that, Mr. B?"He glanced at her, his tall stature domineering. He said coldly, "No one.""Was it a woman?""It's none of your business." He grabbed the clothes from her and put them on. Usually, he would have her put them on for him.Would every man start to be repelled by their wives once they fell in love with someone else?Yasmin's stomach started convulsing. It looked like she had a stomach problem. She felt horrible.Blake got dressed and turned to leave. Yasmin was on high alert—a woman's sixth sense was powerful. She ran to the door and said, "I'm feeling a little sick, Mr. B.