Yasmin quickly bent down to pick her phone up, just as the door opened. Blake casually strode in carrying a bowl of pasta.Seeing her crouched by the bed, he asked, "What are you doing?"Yasmin's body stiffened, and her heart pounded uncontrollably. She feared Blake might suspect something was amiss, so she replied, "I'm checking on my grandmother.""Checking on your grandmother?" Blake raised an eyebrow."Yes." Yasmin moved to pick up her phone. She immediately minimized the chat box and opened the surveillance app instead. "I worry about her safety when I'm out, so I always check the surveillance to see what she's doing."She deliberately showed her phone to Blake.Blake took a glance at it. On the screen, Imogen was blindfolded while Vanessa fed her medicine.Blake didn't seem suspicious. He looked at her and merely said, "Dinner's ready."He had made her a bowl of pasta.Earlier, when Blake had gone downstairs to cook, the bodyguards were shocked beyond belief. They were
Yasmin was stunned for a moment. She was unable to react coherently and only blabbered, "Huh?" She wondered if Blake could have guessed what she was thinking.Blake questioned again, "Are you tricking me into confronting Ivan while you make your escape with your grandmother?"Yasmin froze for a moment before replying, "How could I? Darling, you've been so good to me. I will repay you for all you've done. I'll do whatever you want me to, okay?"Yasmin was afraid he would see through her if they made eye contact for too long. So she moved to sit on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck, and resting her head on his shoulder. This way, he couldn't see the deceit in her eyes. "Darling, I'm sorry for what happened four years ago. Let's stay together from now on, okay?"She hugged him, and he smiled in response. Though he had some doubts, he didn't want to hurt her feelings. He wrapped his arm around her waist and asked, "You're really not lying to me?""No, I'm being sincere.
Blake didn't want to think about anything else. He was focused solely on Yasmin before him, eagerly leaning in to kiss her lips. "We'll talk about it later."He impatiently started to undo her loungewear.Yasmin wanted to make him happy, so she wrapped her arms around him and began to unfasten his shirt buttons as well.Blake was thrilled by her sudden initiative. He hoarsely called out, "Little enchantress."Yasmin raised an eyebrow playfully. "Don't you like it?"Before he could respond, she teased, "If you don't like it, then forget it—""I do like it." He immediately pulled her closer. He then turned her face toward him and kissed her with a heated gaze. "I like it a lot."With that, he guided her hand to his belt. "Hurry up."…An hour later, the rain had finally eased up.Yasmin checked the time. It was already past 10:00 pm by then. She said softly, "Darling, it's late now. I need to go back."Blake was busy preparing for another round, so he was not about to let her
Blake waited for a while, but he never got a response from Yasmin. He turned on his side to look at her, but she had already fallen asleep.Blake wasn't easily discouraged, so he shook her arm gently, trying to rouse her awake.Yasmin lay with her back to him. Her breathing was soft and shallow as she slept.Blake felt somewhat helpless. He tightened his embrace around her and held her close as he drifted off to sleep.…The next morning, Yasmin woke up close to noon.She found herself snugly in Blake's arms, her body pressing tightly against his.He had again become aroused by their proximity. Instinctively, he wrapped his arms around her slender waist and pulled her closer.Yasmin was startled, reaching out to pull his arm away. She tried to break free but ended up pressed even closer to him.Blake's breathing grew heavier. He opened his dark eyes and began to demand more.Yasmin was terrified when he was being like this. She pushed against his chest and questioned, "How ca
Vita immediately understood what had happened before she knocked on the door. Her face turned slightly red as she handed over the clothes while averting her eyes. "Mr. Ford, here are the clothes you requested."Blake hummed his thanks as he opened the door and took the bag from her.Vita seized the opportunity and glanced inside. There, she saw a beautiful woman wrapped in a blanket on the bed, casually eating oatmeal.Vita froze for a moment. However, before she could take a closer look, Blake slammed the door shut.Once the door was closed, Blake placed the bag next to the bed and began unpacking the clothes from their boxes.Yasmin was eating her oatmeal when she saw him unfolding several dresses and a conspicuous lingerie box. She quickly stopped him and said, "You don't need to open those. I'll handle it myself later."Blake glanced at her with a smile. "What's the big deal?""I'd rather you not do it," she said as her face flushed slightly.Blake didn't press further and
It had been a while since Yasmin saw Tristan, and she found herself missing him deeply. As she was lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice the large wooden crates being pushed in her direction.Just as she was about to collide with the staff members, a strong arm wrapped around her waist and yanked her out of the way.Yasmin blinked in surprise as the crates were pushed past her. She found herself in Blake's arms, his deep voice cutting through the moment. "What were you daydreaming about?"Yasmin couldn't admit she was thinking about her son. She glanced upward at Blake, noticing his tightly furrowed brows—proving he was still quite displeased."I just got a bit distracted," she fibbed."Pay attention when you're walking. Those crates are full of valuable collections. If you'd knocked them over, it would've been a real hassle."Indeed, it would have been troublesome to deal with. Even though she had plenty of money now, some collectible items were irreplaceable. They were cheris
Isaac understood her intentions. He was somewhat surprised to learn that Yasmin had decided to feign compliance to Blake. "So, you're trying to keep Ivan in the dark and maintain control over Blake?"Yasmin hesitantly replied, "Something like that."Isaac thought about how she had to navigate the two men and remarked, "That's not going to be easy."Yasmin had no words to offer him in response. She was sure now that Isaac was indeed a scheming man. At the very least, he had a sharp tongue.After the teasing, Isaac resumed a serious tone. "What's the second thing?" Yasmin rolled her eyes and said, "It's about my father. I need you to help me with something."Isaac needed to prove both his capability and sincerity before she would trust him."Tell me," Isaac said."My father is currently at Sunnydale Nursing Home under 24-hour surveillance. I need you to prepare a drug that can simulate death. I plan to fake his death in order to get him out."On the wedding day, Yasmin would fa
Yasmin replied, "Everything's alright, Trist.""If there's nothing wrong, then I want to come back now," Tristan suddenly declared.Yasmin was startled by this. She wiped her tears and said, "Trist, you absolutely cannot come back right now.""Why not?" Tristan asked.Yasmin couldn't find a reason to offer him and fell silent.Tristan then asked, "Did something happen in Merania? Mom, what are you hiding from me?"Yasmin was taken aback by how perceptive Tristan was. He could discern her emotions from just a few words.As Yasmin pondered how to explain herself, Pearl took the phone and said, "Yasmin, maybe you should just tell Trist." She was exhausted from keeping secrets. Pearl had been coming up with excuses for days, but Tristan kept probing, and Pearl was running out of answers.Yasmin was silent for a moment. She then nodded to herself and signaled Pearl to explain the situation to Tristan.Pearl was able to share everything that had been happening recently with Trista