Blake froze at the sight of this. He hurried over to the bed and pulled Yasmin into his arms. Her skin was burning to the touch, and she had gone delirious with the fever."Yasmin," he called her name, urging her to respond.Her head lolled to the side and thumped against his chest. She was so out of it that she could not even answer him.Blake's heart sank. He quickly had Malcolm call for help. "Malcolm, get a female doctor over here."A doctor showed up moments later. After examining Yasmin, she informed Blake that the fever was a result of over-exertion. In other words, he had been so rough on her that whatever injuries she sustained took a toll on her system.The doctor prescribed medication and warned Blake to pace himself.Blake scowled as he took the prescription and returned to the room. Yasmin was curled up on the bed, and the chill had her wrapping her arms around herself. "Blake…" she mumbled, her lips trembling.He stiffened when he heard this. He walked over and gin
Blake sat on the edge of the bed and said softly, "I told you I wouldn't kill you and that I'd give you a second chance if you just stayed with me forever.""I don't want that, either!" Yasmin turned to look at him, her body curled into a fetal position. "My grandmother is in mortal danger, and you expect me to go back to Stanton City with you? "I just need a little more time to work things out, but you refuse to give it to me. Why are you in such a hurry to go back anyway?"Her large eyes were filled with tears, and her face was streaked with them too.Blake pursed his lips and explained, "I just don't want any more problems to crop up.""And what problems would I cause by saving my grandmother?" Sensing that he might relent, Yasmin sat up in bed and climbed onto his lap, pouting. "I'm begging you to give me some time, Blake. I'm not asking for your help or anything, just more time."If you're busy, you can go back to Stanton City without me. Once I've sorted things out here in
Blake took slow, deep breaths as he wrapped his arms around Yasmin's frame through the blanket. Resting his chin atop her head, he murmured, "Stop fooling around. You've been sick for two days. I can't promise I won't hurt you if you keep teasing the beast out of me."Yasmin blushed as he cocooned her in his arms. She cupped the sides of his neck as she asked, "So you'll give me the time I need to work things out?""If you betray me, I won't show you any mercy in bed," Blake warned. He wasn't sure what he was thinking or why he agreed to her request. Perhaps he didn't want things to grow tense between them. He would rather they spent their days in love than with hatred for one another.His lips brushed against hers as he added, "Also, you agreed that I get to monitor your movements."Yasmin didn't expect him to demand this, but she could not take back her words. As such, she nodded grimly and said, "Very well."They slept together that night. While he stayed true to his word and
Tristan was quiet for a moment before he said, "I miss you, Mommy."Yasmin's heart cracked open at that. "I miss you too, Trist. How's Cladset? Are you having fun?""I'm having a blast! It's awesome, but it'd be even greater if you were here, Mommy.""I'm so sorry I can't be there because of work. Besides, Grandma had only just gone through surgery, so I'll need to take care of her. Look after yourself while you're in Cladset. Be sure to eat your meals on time, okay?" Yasmin reminded."I know, Mommy. I'm not a kid anymore. I can take care of myself," Tristan said with boyish pride. "The art here is amazing. Pearl and I visited a few art museums. They're all so pretty!"Tristan's appreciation for art was beyond his years. Yasmin couldn't help being impressed by Blake's superior genes. She spoke to Tristan for a bit more before ending the call. She dared not carry on the conversation for too long, lest someone walked into the room and caught her.She called Vanessa next and told
Blake recalled that his study had a lock, and only by scanning his fingerprint could one unlock the door. As such, he never suspected Yasmin to be the one who stole the trade secrets.Yasmin looked somewhat uncomfortable as she admitted, "When I saw the biometric scan on your study door, I told Ivan that the job couldn't be done. But he told me he could help me if I got your fingerprints. "So while you were sleeping, I got your fingerprint on a piece of special tape and handed it to someone else to process for the biometric scan…"After the fingerprint had been processed and replicated, Yasmin used it to unlock the door to Blake's study. There were a ton of bodyguards milling about the estate at the time, but they were outside. Blake had always valued their privacy and did not like anyone interrupting their time alone. Save for the lock on his study door, he did not guard against her at all.Just like that, Yasmin snapped pictures of a few documents and placed them back into the
"Ivan's probably here for you," Blake said, sipping his wine as he cast an assessing gaze on Yasmin as if to see how she would react. He still did not fully trust her.Yasmin caught his inquisitive gaze but pretended as if she didn't. She merely clasped her hands as she nodded in understanding."Once he brings you back, he'll likely ask you what we've been up to the last couple of days. How will you answer him?" Blake pinned her with a questioning stare.After a moment of thought, she answered, "I'll just tell him you didn't hurt me, and that you declared your intention to pursue me because you want us to get back together.""Is that so?" Blake smirked, his eyes flashing with mockery.He seemed to think she was lying through her teeth. After all, she had been the one taking the initiative over the last few days. He wouldn't have lost control and taken her if she hadn't seduced him, yet their roles were switched in the story she planned to tell Ivan.Yasmin ignored the contemptuou
Blake didn't exactly want to meet the police head-on, as a major incident in Merania could lead to him being expelled from the country.He suggested that Yasmin tell the police she had left with Blake voluntarily and that he had not abducted her. This would exonerate Blake from any kidnapping charges and prevent him from facing prosecution.Blake casually took Yasmin to the ground floor via the elevator.As they pushed through the glass doors, Ivan's fiery gaze landed on them. His men simultaneously raised their guns, aiming the barrels at Blake's head.Blake's men also raised their guns at the same time. This created a tense standoff, with both sides poised for a fatal confrontation.Blake moved to wrap his arm around Yasmin's waist. Despite the guns aimed at him, Blake fearlessly strode in Ivan's direction.Meanwhile, Ivan's gunmen stood steady, but no one dared to take the first shot. After all, Blake had a dozen or so armed bodyguards behind him.The tension was palpable.
Ivan's gaze showed his displeasure. However, he ultimately said nothing and decided to just drive Yasmin home.On the way back, Ivan asked again, "Did Blake really not say anything to you this time?"Yasmin knew some things couldn't be hidden, so she answered with half-truths. "Ivo, Blake told me that four years ago, I stole confidential project information from him that caused him a lot of trouble. Back then, you said it was just a minor issue that was easily resolved, didn't you?"She asked this intentionally, of course.Ivan's eyes flickered with guilt. After a moment of silence, he said, "Yasmin, I didn't tell you about this because I didn't want you to get involved in our conflict.""What is this conflict of yours about?"Ivan's dark eyes remained fixed on her as if searching for something beyond. After a long pause, he spoke, "There's something I haven't told you. My mother, Maeve Fowler, was driven to her death by Blake."Yasmin was taken aback by this new piece of inform
Pamela thought that Yasmin's voice sounded strange, but since Yasmin was an important client, she didn't dare offend her.Politely, she replied, "It's okay. Please take your time.""Alright, please leave for now. I'll look for you once I'm finished here," Yasmin said in a strained voice."Okay." Pamela left soon after.Once she was gone, Yasmin awkwardly tapped Blake's shoulder. "Alright, stop it. You almost got us caught just now."Blake was now satisfied. A man who had been sated was no longer as surly. He became shockingly gentle, wrapping his arms around her waist and saying, "Join me for dinner later.""Okay," Yasmin weakly agreed. "Please let me go now."Blake finally released his hold on her. Yasmin's legs felt like jelly, and she nearly stumbled as soon as he let go.He steadied her and looked down at the torn train of the wedding dress. The front, however, still looked fine. He smiled and said, "You still look beautiful in the wedding dress."Yasmin glanced at the mir
Blake didn't respond, choosing instead to stare at Yasmin. She had just removed the tiara, letting her long hair cascade over her left shoulder. This brought attention to her fair skin and made her appear as if she was an otherworldly beauty.No wonder Ivan had been mesmerized earlier. A woman in a wedding dress truly possessed a sacred kind of elegance.Blake's gaze traveled down to her chest. She looked exquisite, but something was missing—the ring. His face darkened as he asked, "Where's the ring?""I took it off when I was trying on the wedding dress. I put it in my bag," Yasmin replied. She turned around to retrieve it for him.Maybe it was the way the wedding dress hugged her slender figure, or the graceful way she bent down to pick up the ring, her hips subtly lifting. Either way, the movement exuded an undeniable allure.Blake suddenly felt an overwhelming urge rise from within him. He walked up behind her and placed his hands on her waist as if possessed.Yasmin froze
Ivan sneered in response. "Oh? Do you want to come over and have a drink at the wedding?""There's no need for a wedding toast, but I'll send you a nice little gift soon. You've had Lizzie abducted, and I haven't settled that score yet." Blake's tone was cold and menacing.Still, Ivan wasn't afraid. He took a couple of steps forward, smirking as he said, "Feel free to try—but you should think it through. You have more loved ones than I do. "Besides your mother and Lizzie, there's also your grandmother. I could blow up your mother's hospital today, kidnap Lizzie tomorrow, and have your grandmother killed the day after."Blake's cold laughter came through the phone. "Is that so? Well then, I guess I need to send you a big gift today."The two men continued their exchange from a distance. Yasmin, who was unable to hear the conversation clearly, was trembling with fear. She was terrified of what they might be discussing.It was at this moment when Wendy hurried in from outside. She
Yasmin stepped into the fitting room and changed into the wedding dress. When she emerged, her long hair was elegantly pinned up, and her red lips were vibrant. It made her look breathtakingly beautiful.Ivan saw her and was momentarily stunned. His gaze was unwavering as he stared wide-eyed. Then, he caught himself and smiled. "Yasmin, you look stunning."She gave a slight smile in response, adding to her allure.Ivan was almost entranced. He picked up a crystal-encrusted tiara from nearby and placed it on her head. She glanced upward, her eyes sparkling as she stood there in the white wedding dress. She looked absolutely mesmerizing, and Ivan couldn't take his eyes off her.Meanwhile, Blake watched from across the street with a growing sense of jealousy. The sight of them together made him smirk cynically. Unable to contain himself, he pulled out his phone and called Yasmin.He didn't want to see them looking so perfect together. It irritated him to no end.When Yasmin's ph
Yasmin's heart ached as she listened, her eyes reddening. "You're doing great, Trist. If Mom were with you right now, I'd definitely give you a big hug."Tristan mumbled, "Mom, stop acting like it's the end of the world. You sound so sentimental. I'm doing just fine here. I've got friends to play with and plenty of household staff members to look after me. "You just take care of yourself in Merania, and do whatever you need to do. Once you're in Rimmervale, we'll see each other again."Yasmin nodded. "Yes, we'll see each other very soon."Just then, the door swung open, and there Ivan stood in the doorway. Yasmin jumped in surprise and instinctively ended the video call."Why are you crying?" Ivan asked, noticing her red eyes.Yasmin wiped her tears and smiled. "It's nothing. I just miss Trist."Ivan understood that being a mother made Yasmin emotional whenever she thought about her child. He then asked, "By the way, how was Trist's winter camp? When is he coming back?"Feelin
Yasmin huffed in exasperation. "I just stole his proposal a few days ago, and now he's starting to get suspicious. If I tell him I don't want to take wedding photos, he'll be on to me for sure. If he gets suspicious, my plan will be completely ruined."Blake remained silent on the other end of the line.Yasmin sighed and continued, "It's really not a big deal. This is the last thing I need to do with him. The wedding is in seven days—it'll all be over by then.""When are the wedding photos being taken?" Blake asked.Yasmin hesitated before answering, "Didn't I already tell you? The day after tomorrow, in the afternoon."Blake only replied with a simple, "It's late. Go to sleep." Then, he ended the call.Yasmin could tell he was not all too pleased, but she really didn't want to stir up more trouble than necessary. There were just seven more days to go—Yasmin wanted to get through the final spurt safely and smoothly.…On the day of the wedding dress fitting, Yasmin was having b
Yasmin had no idea what Ivan would do to her if he learned the truth. She feared that if she angered him, he might lock her up somewhere no one would ever find her."I did that because my grandma suggested it to me," Yasmin explained."Your grandma knows about all of this?" Blake asked."Of course. Do you think someone as sharp as her wouldn't notice that every time you visited, we disappeared for hours? She figured it out a long time ago and asked me what was going on between us.""So, you told her everything about us?""Yes, she knows we've reconciled. I even planted a listening device on Ivan. We're hoping to acquire evidence of his illegal activities." Yasmin nodded as she spoke."Did your grandma suggest that to you too?"Yasmin replied briefly, "Yes."Blake let out a soft laugh. "Your grandma is quite the master of strategies.""She really is," Yasmin agreed with a smile. But seconds later, her expression grew serious. "Blake, there's something I need to tell you.""Wha
Yasmin's face turned pale as she realized the extent of the surveillance at the Burke residence."Can the surveillance footage from the study be deleted?" Yasmin asked at the time.The housekeeper shook her head. "It can't be deleted. The surveillance is linked to Mr. Burke's computer. His computer is password-protected, and only he has access to it."Yasmin's heart sank at the news. She knew that once Blake made his move to sabotage Ivan's project, Ivan would inevitably discover that she was involved.Hence, she had already discussed a plan with Imogen to handle the situation. Although the process had been nerve-wracking, everything had gone smoothly. Ivan seemed to believe her explanation.With the project now in jeopardy, Ivan would likely need additional funding, which meant it was unlikely that he would call off the engagement. Yasmin assured herself that Ivan wouldn't do anything drastic to her—not when he needed money from Sander International.After seeing Ivan off, Yasmi
Ivan gently touched Yasmin's face and said softly, "Forget it. Four years ago, you did wrong by him. It's understandable that he threatened you. But don't worry, I've already forced him back to Stanton City."Soon, I'll deal with everyone who has wronged you. I'll make him miserable and ensure he has no time to harass you."Yasmin stared at him in surprise. "Ivo, what are you going to do to those people?""I won't let a single person who hurt you get away with it. However they treated you, I'll make sure they experience the same," Ivan said, his eyes dark with resolve.Yasmin took a deep breath, unable to find the right words.Ivan seemed to realize that his current expression was too grim. He softened his demeanor and asked with a forced smile, "Let me see what you bought for me."Yasmin quickly snapped back to attention and began showing him the gifts she had purchased. Since she had never bought him anything before, Ivan looked somewhat dazed as he looked at the gifts.He pic