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
At the snowfield, Ivan said gently, "Yasmin, when you're skiing, don't focus on the ground. Look ahead." "Okay!" Yasmin nodded and lifted her gaze. She then locked eyes with Blake. He sat there, a staff member kneeling to attach the snowboard to his feet. His face bore a cold and grim expression.Their eyes met. He was glaring at her. Yasmin was startled, and her heart raced. Then, her speed spiraled out of control. She thought she was about to fall, and her eyes widened in terror. "Help!" she could not help but scream. Beside her, Ivan wore a smirk as he scooped her up. She practically pounced on him, pressing against his chest. After the initial bump, he took a step back, managing to maintain his grip on her.They looked at each other in the snow, and the scene resembled a romantic drama. "Oh my goodness! That's like a scene from a romantic drama." Joel was sitting next to Blake, slapping his thigh. He continued, "Now would be the perfect timing for some music. I feel lik
"Why don't you tell Blake that?" Yasmin laughed at him and continued, "Now that he already has a child with someone else, what's the point of telling me these now?""Perhaps the child is not Blake's?" Joel hinted.Although he did not think Blake was the child's father, he could not reveal anything if Blake chose not to explain.Yasmin was momentarily stunned, but she quickly dismissed the thought and said, "No, it's impossible. Why would he care so much if the child is not his?"Indeed. Joel, too, could not understand this part. Blake was particularly attentive to the child in Giselle's belly, but he refused to explain why. No one could fathom his thoughts.Joel then said, "I still think you should think this through. If you really end up with Ivan, then you and Blake will never be like you used to be."Yasmin couldn't bother with that anymore.Looking at the snowboard under her feet, she said, "I just wish we could get a divorce as soon as possible."Taken aback, Joel asked, "