Erik pondered for a moment, then turned and walked away without saying anything.Instead of going upstairs to find Blake, he got into his Pagani and drove away.Yasmin was perplexed.What a strange bunch of people.She let out a sigh.Since everyone wasn't happy with her and Blake being together, then they should probably just let it go.She went back upstairs and had just finished taking a shower and was drying her hair when Blake's phone call came in.She answered the phone with an icy tone, "Hello."Blake sensed that something was wrong with her. He asked, "Why haven't you come over yet?""Why should I go over?"After a moment of hesitation, Blake said, "My leg hurts a little.""Hold on." She put down the towel and walked to the master bedroom in her slippers.Blake sat on the bed, his lips curling into a smile. "Come over here."Yasmin stopped in front of him and looked at his leg indifferently. "Where does it hurt? Do you need me to call Dr. Sawyer over?""It doesn't
Blake's expression turned icy. "Go get her."His leg was injured, making it difficult for him to walk far."Alright, Blake. Let me help you back into bed. Sit tight. I'll go get her." Erik helped Blake back to the bed.Blake sat calmly.Erik went outside and stood behind Yasmin. "Blake wants you inside."Yasmin turned around, and when she saw Erik, her expression turned sour.He suddenly took a step forward, his gaze darting across the scene. He whispered into her ear, "I haven't told Blake about the deal you made with Aunt Anna."Yasmin stared at him coldly. "And?""In return, I need you to agree to something for me.""Why should I agree to anything?""If you don't, I'll tell Blake about your deal with Aunt Anna. I believe Blake despises your dad for manipulating him back then. When Blake finds out about it, he wouldn't be happy about it and might charge your dad with more crimes. Your dad might spend his last years behind bars."Yasmin glared at him. "Erik, I haven't done
"Erik likes Giselle, so you can't win him over," Blake said with a dark expression. "Ivan won't marry you either, so stop dreaming.""Who knows? With my looks, maybe I have a chance?" Yasmin tilted her head as she suddenly burst into laughter."Why are you laughing?""I'm laughing at how naïve you are. How naïve can the president of the Windmere Group be?"If I work with Ivan, what do I have to lose? At most, he'll try to take advantage of me. If that happens, I'll just play the role of an innocent bunny. If it goes smoothly, I'll be an international designer in no time."By then, I'd have become a celebrity. At the very least, I could get a lot of attention and money. I have nothing to lose. ""Are you crazy?" Blake calmed himself down. He couldn't understand her at all. "I told you to give it two years. I'll make sure you become an international designer.""I don't want to wait two years," Yasmin interrupted. "I want it now. If you can't do it when someone else can, why should
After Yasmin's initial surprise, she regained her composure.So, that was what Erik meant when he offered to help her with the divorce.It would convince Blake that she was an unruly woman who seduced his friend behind his back. Then Blake wouldn't want her anymore.The moment had finally come.Yasmin felt a pang in her heart, but she had to go along with it. It was her final test.She smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ford, I'm not like you. I need some support after the divorce. As you know, my family's business is now under Victor's management. We're facing challenges, and we need some help. Otherwise, people won't be willing to do business with us."At these words, Blake's eyes fixed on her with piercing intensity.Yasmin's heart pounded in her chest. She was scared. Nonetheless, she continued, "And there's my dream. If you're not going to help me achieve it, I'm going to have to find someone who will.""So all those displays of love you showed me after we got married were f
Pushing open the door, Yasmin noticed Blake sitting quietly on the couch. His tall figure was draped in a robe."What are you here for?" Yasmin was so beautifully dressed that Blake thought she was there to reconcile with him.Yasmin's eyes landed on the cast on his leg. "Didn't we agree to divorce today?"Blake's expression fell. "Well, you're certainly excited."Yasmin was silent as she waited patiently.Blake chuckled self-deprecatingly and called out, "Malcolm."Mr. Ford, looking for me?" Malcolm entered the room.Blake turned his head. "Go to the closet and get me some clothes.""Uh, Mr. Ford, isn't it usually Mrs. Ford who helps you with that?" Malcolm, unaware of what had happened between the two, scratched his head."Shall I get them for you?"Yasmin thought she would help him one last time, but Blake refused. "No need for that. Malcolm, go ahead."Malcolm reluctantly got Blake his clothes.They were left alone in the bedroom. Blake looked at her, but she remained s
"That's none of your business." Blake's tone was gloomy.Yasmin paused, pulled out a tie, and expertly wrapped it around his neck. She skillfully tied a knot.That was right. He had Giselle now. He didn't need her care anymore. Giselle, with her refined manner, would surely know how to knot a tie.When she was done with the tie, Yasmin took out a tie pin and secured it to his collar. He looked incredibly handsome in the suit. He exuded an aloof presence that kept people at a distance."All done." Yasmin smiled, ready to leave. Blake suddenly wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer.She looked up and found herself almost nose-to-nose with his deep, chiseled features. They locked eyes.He asked in a deep voice, "Is there anything else you want to say?"His warm breath brushed her tender lips.Yasmin's expression faltered before she regained her composure. "I hope you find happiness after the divorce." Yasmin swallowed the bitterness in her heart as she forced the word
Yasmin and Blake were silent. They were stunning when standing together, but the atmosphere was awkward.After waiting in line for a while, it was their turn.They walked up and took their seats.The staff handling the divorce proceedings asked, "Are you both here to file for divorce?""Yes," Yasmin replied, presenting their documents.The staff looked at them and remarked, "You two make such a good-looking couple. Why would you want a divorce?"They were certainly the most attractive couple seeking a divorce in city hall.Moreover, Blake's face was familiar to the staff, as if they had seen him somewhere before."We're not compatible," Yasmin answered casually."Do you have the divorce agreement?""Yes." Yasmin took out the agreement, signed it, and slid it before Blake. "Sign here."Blake looked at it. The divorce agreement had been revised, and Yasmin hadn't asked for anything. She even gave up the mansion in Newphoria Bay."You don't want anything?" Blake asked.Yasmin
Everyone was stunned when they heard Yasmin's answer.Giselle looked at Blake. He remained expressionless and calm."Erik, when did you and Yasmin get so close?" Giselle asked Erik."We've gotten closer lately." Erik wiped away his surprised look and smiled at Giselle. Yasmin's unexpected cooperation took him by surprise.The next moment, he walked over to Yasmin and put his arm around her shoulders. "Let's go then. I'll take you home."Yasmin gave him a cool look while Blake shot them both a glare."Since the marriage is over, work with me a little," Erik whispered in her ear. "Blake is watching you, don't make a scene."Yasmin looked at Blake. His eyes were fixed on Erik's hand.Yasmin reached out and wrapped her hand around Erik's waist. She nodded at Blake. "We'll be on our way then.""Wait," Blake called out.They turned to look at him.Blake smiled. He took Giselle's hand and walked confidently toward them. "Erik, you should be careful with her. You can't tame her."Y