In the studio, Yasmin gave the cake to the staff before taking Ivan to the men's display area. There were also various finished products, and Yasmin had designed all of them. Ivan looked at them one by one as his gaze filled with admiration. "Did you design all of them?" Yasmin nodded with a smile. "Mm-hmm. Mr. Burke, are you looking for attire for Giselle O'Shea's birthday party?""How did you know that?" Ivan was surprised. Yasmin said smilingly, "She mentioned it this afternoon, saying her birthday party will be at the end of this month."Ivan nodded. "Are you upset that she came to you for a customized dress?"Yasmin continued smiling. "Not at all. She brought business to me. Why would I be upset? Mr. Burke, what do you think about this attire?" She pointed to a dark gray formal wear set in the display case. "How's that?"Ivan looked at her. She said, "My hand is injured now. I can't design, but these finished pieces can be slightly modified."Ivan asked, "Why did yo
Eunice went downstairs after counting the fabrics. The staff were enjoying the cake, saying it was a gift from Ivan and praising his handsome looks. Eunice asked, "Mr. Burke?"She ran upstairs and asked Yasmin, "Mr. Burke from NAS Group?"Yasmin acknowledged with a hum. Eunice asked, "Did he come to see you? And he brought a cake?"Yasmin sipped the coffee and said casually, "No, he came to order a custom attire and brought along a box of cake for me." Eunice asked, "Why?"Yasmin smiled. "No particular reason. Maybe he's just a nice person."Eunice sat down and took a bite of the cake. Then, she asked again, "What about the two scumbags? Did they leave?"Yasmin said, "Mm-hmm. I closed a 680,000-dollar deal with Giselle O'Shea." Eunice snorted, "I didn't expect mistresses these days to be so shameless, parading around in front of the legal wife."Yasmin held two receipts between her fingertips. "I don't care about them as long as I'm making money. I closed two deals today
Yasmin looked surprised. "What are you doing? Don't you have a serious case of germaphobia? I made these rice balls myself. My hands were all over them." Saying this, she intentionally opened her hands to gross him out. Unexpectedly, Blake only paused for a short while and then ate the rice ball with an expressionless face. "Not bad."Yasmin was completely dumbfounded. Seeing her bewildered, Blake chuckled and asked casually, "Is your hand getting better now? You can make rice balls?""I just sprained it a bit. It's not like it's broken. A day or two of rest, and I'll be fine." Yasmin lifted her hand, and the swelling had eased considerably. She felt almost back to normal. Blake ate another rice ball and took a sip of her mutton soup. Yasmin exclaimed, "Hey, don't eat my dinner. There's some soup left. If you want some, get it yourself. Mary made a big pot."Blake said, "Ladle the soup for me."Yasmin refused. "No way.""I'll take this one then." Blake directly took her bo
Yasmin was stunned. "Is it serious?""I've been to the toilet twice. What do you think?" Blake gave her a gloomy glare. Yasmin could not help but feel the urge to laugh. Sensing his cold gaze, she dared not laugh and said, "I'm sorry. Let me help you back to your room to rest first." Then, she helped him sit on the bed and went to fetch some medicine. After finding the stomach medicine, she poured a cup of warm water and brought it to Blake. "Here. It's stomach medicine. Take it."Blake got up, took the water and medicine, and swallowed them. Then, he leaned against the pillow. Yasmin asked, "How do you feel after taking it?"Blake said, "My stomach still hurts.""It may take a while to kick in." Yasmin sat on the edge of the bed. She was wearing a pink nightgown with her long hair cascading over her shoulders, looking quiet and beautiful. Then, they fell silent. They were facing each other, but they had nothing to say.Yasmin used to initiate the conversations and chatter
Arthur ordered, "Don't wait for the future. Start putting in effort tonight!"Blake held Yasmin in his arms and said smilingly, "Alright, we'll start working on making a baby tonight."Yasmin felt extremely uneasy in his arms. Hence, she subtly pinched his hand, hoping he would let go. However, he tightened his grip and asked Arthur, "Grandpa, do you prefer a boy or a girl?""I like both. As long as you two bring them into the world, whether a boy or a girl, I'll be happy." Arthur chuckled in delight as he saw them holding each other. Blake whispered into Yasmin's ear meaningfully, "Did you hear that? Grandpa said he'd be happy with either a boy or a girl."Yasmin blushed scarlet. Arthur laughed heartily. "Having two would be perfect."Blake smiled, "Alright, we'll have two."Yasmin looked horrified. There was no way she was having two children with him!Yasmin wanted to get out of his arms as soon as the call ended. But he held her tightly and pressed his nose against her
After finishing her sentence, Yasmin lifted the suitcase and walked past him, leaving a faint fragrance in the air. Blake's gaze darkened. As he turned around, she had already left the room. She had indeed changed. In the past, she would always fix her gaze on him. But now, she did not even look at him. Blake narrowed his eyes. Yasmin took a taxi to the ski resort. As she got out of the car, she saw Ivan standing at the entrance, waiting for her. He was dressed in a white sportswear. As the breeze brushed by, he looked refreshing and charming. "Mr. Burke!" Yasmin smiled as she walked over. Ivan looked at her quietly. When she walked up to him, he presented a large bunch of pink daisies. "I bought it on the way, thinking it would suit you."Yasmin paused for a moment, not expecting she would receive flowers someday. She took them and sniffed. "Why do people always choose pink color for me?" People liked to buy her pink stuff. Ivan pondered for a moment. "Subconsciously, I
It turned out that Erik, being a friend of Blake's, wanted to confront her for being disloyal. Yasmin smiled, "Isn't it the same for Blake Ford? He cheated on me with Giselle O'Shea."Erik said, "That's different. They grew up together, and their bond is unique."Yasmin said, "Oh, so his affair is called a 'unique bond,' and me knowing someone is called 'cheating.' Is that what you mean?"She was annoyed. "Isn't that a double standard?"Erik glared at her coldly. "Regardless, you can't cheat on Blake. Blake and Ivan Burke are my friends. I won't allow you to play with their feelings." He sounded very impulsive. Yasmin felt it was impossible to reason with him. Hence, she said, "Well, why don't you tell Blake about this?"Erik raised an eyebrow. "If I tell Blake, he would probably cause a scene with Ivan Burke. They're both my friends. I'm here to urge you to stop stirring up trouble."Yasmin stroked her forehead in resignation. It was difficult to talk some sense into him. S
Blake looked over. Dressed in a light pink skiing outfit and wearing colorful skiing goggles, Yasmin was practicing skiing under the guidance of Ivan. Blake could not see her expression, but a faint smile lit up her face. Apparently, she was having fun. Blake withdrew his gaze as he furrowed his brows. Yasmin deliberately did not look at him. She knew he had arrived, drawing the attention of all the girls present. However, she was determined not to let him influence her emotions. Without glancing in his direction, she focused on practicing skiing with Ivan. She was practicing on a snowboard, similar to skateboarding. After fastening the buckles, Ivan held her hand to help her stand up. However, as soon as she rose, she lost her balance and was about to fall. "Be careful!" Ivan gripped her hand and steadied her. From a distance, someone's gaze noticeably darkened. Yasmin could sense it, but she urged herself not to care about it. She smiled at Ivan, "Thank you." "It's oka