Chapter 103

Blake and Yasmin arrived at Oak Garden.

Yasmin's damp hair was plastered all over her delicate little face.

Blake parted her long hair and carried her to the second floor.

Yasmin lay on the bed. Despite her situation, she still had the time to joke. "Your leg has recovered?"

"Almost," Blake replied.

"Have you removed your cast?"

"I removed it this afternoon," Blake replied. Upon seeing her suffering so much discomfort, he rinsed a towel for her to wipe her sweat.

Feeling a sudden wave of heat, Yasmin curled up and quivered.

"Joel is almost here. Bear with it for a while longer." Blake helped her up and gave her some warm water to drink.

Yasmin's logic flew out of the window. She lay in his arms, drank two sips of water, and didn't want to let go of him.

She felt so hot. When she touched Blake's cool skin, she refused to let go. She leaned against him, nestled in his sturdy arms.

"Yasmin?" Blake looked down at her.

It was rather unlike her to do such a thing.

She was flu