Chapter 845

"Blake, what exactly are you trying to do?" She couldn't hold it in anymore and frowned.

"Taking you downstairs for breakfast," Blake said, carrying her downstairs.

The shattered glass coffee table on the first floor had already been cleaned up.

The dining table was filled with her favorite nutritious breakfast.

"Did you make this?" Yasmin looked at him.

"Yes." He had gotten up early to make it. He placed the utensils in her hand and said, "Eat."

Yasmin was slightly surprised.

Blake continued, "Starting today, take a break for now. Don't go to work."

Yasmin paused with the fork in her hand. "Are you imprisoning me?"

"No. You can still go out, go shopping, eat, and meet your friends, but Tyler will follow you everywhere you go."

How was having someone follow her any different from imprisonment?

Yasmin was so angry she let out a laugh. "Are you so afraid I'll run away?"

"Your father is in the country, so you won't run," Blake said with certainty.

Yasmin's expression turned u