Yasmin stopped eating her sandwich. She wanted to ignore him, but looking at his indignant expression, she couldn't help but mock, "Were you ever moved when I was chasing after you before? "I too cooked for you every day, was at your beck and call, and prepared thick clothes for you during the winter."Blake was slightly stunned. He bent over to gaze at her deeply. "I was moved. If I wasn't, I wouldn't be here."Yasmin's brow twitched and she suddenly couldn't meet his eyes. She looked wary and spat, "Scram.""Shy?" Blake asked with a laugh."No!""Of course you are. Your ears are red."Yasmin was stunned and subconsciously covered her ears. She realized she had been tricked when she saw the mischief in Blake's eyes.She flushed red and couldn't help yelling, "BLAKE FORD!""I'm here." Blake couldn't conceal his laughter.Not wanting to see him, Yasmin pointed at the door and said, "Go home. I don't want you here.""Sure, I was planning on leaving now anyway." Blake actual
Michelle and Carlos were at the main table.Yasmin went to greet them, "Hi, Michelle. Hello, Mr. Ferguson." Something shifted in Carlos' eyes. He smiled and asked, "Why are you calling me Mr. Ferguson today? You've always called me Carlos."Yasmin smiled. "You're going to be my superior."Michelle said, "Have a seat."Just as Yasmin sat down, Michelle's assistant approached the table and informed, "Ms. Ferguson, Ms. Fletcher is outside. She wants to see Mr. Ferguson."Michelle's smile froze when she heard Elise's name. "It's her again. What a nuisance!"Carlos, don't meet her anymore. I'm concerned that she'll either try to act pitifully to get your sympathy or outright hurt you. She's sick, and she'll just extort you if you meet her now." Carlos' face was as black as thunder. "Michelle, don't worry. I will never trust her again."Elise was a pathological liar. Other than disgust, Carlos had no other feelings toward her. He turned and instructed the assistant, "Go and chas
Carlos downed a glass of wine and said indifferently, "Pretend I never said that."Elise looked horrified. Just then, the manager came in flanked by security guards. The manager apologized to Michelle as the guards dragged Elise away.Elise's wails echoed throughout the corridor. She was thrown out of the hotel, flushed red with rage.She never expected this day to come. Half a year ago, she had everything she wanted, so how had she lost it all?She wanted Carlos to send her out of the country because her bank account had been frozen.Two days ago, Elise's company was inundated with refund orders after her engagement with Carlos ended and Blake severed ties with her. Someone even claimed that Elise had caused a scandal resulting in losses to the business. Consequently, she faced a lawsuit demanding compensation, resulting in all her bank accounts being frozen.Elise no longer wanted to compete with Yasmin. She only wanted to leave the country. However, no one wanted to help
Blake was on the way home when he saw a hot dog stand by the roadside.Recalling that Yasmin liked the hot dogs from this stand, he asked Malcolm to stop the car and buy some.Blake had gone to a social event where he drank some wine. He loosened his tie and leaned against the door, enjoying the night breeze through the open window. He wanted to let the smell of alcohol on his body dissipate, in case Yasmin disliked the stench.Just then, his phone buzzed.Blake saw a message notification pop up when he looked at his phone. It showed Yasmin being supported by another guy. His face darkened as he clicked on the video. He saw Yasmin leaning against Carlos as he supported her into a car.Blake immediately turned gloomy.Malcolm approached him and asked, "Mr. Ford, they're out of hot dogs. Can we get a cheeseburger instead?"Blake sat in the car blankly. His handsome face was stoic when he said, "No need. Let's go home."Malcolm was stunned. "Didn't you want to get supper for
Blake lifted Yasmin and held her in his arms.Yasmin felt uncomfortable and wanted to push him away—but Blake wouldn't allow it. He held her tightly in his embrace and turned his dark eyes on Carlos, who was stupefied.After a while, Carlos shook his head. "Impossible. She said she doesn't like you.""Those were just words said out of anger when lovers quarrel. You actually believed that?" Blake laughed mockingly. He continued, "Mr. Ferguson, look around the house if you don't believe me. It's not just Yasmin's things here."Carlos took in his surroundings.There were a pair of indoor slippers in the foyer and a couple of matching mugs in the kitchen. A man's coat was lazily thrown over the couch, and there were a few finance magazines scattered around.It did indeed look like a place of cohabitation. Carlos asked in shock, "You're living together?""Of course. My wife's home is my home. If you're done here, you can leave now," Blake said rudely.Without another word, Car
The moan Yasmin let out made Blake feel as if he had been electrocuted. He hadn't made out with her in a long time and couldn't contain himself. "Blake Ford, are you insane?" Yasmin scolded him, horrified by the wild make-out session."Sorry, I haven't done this in a long time…" Blake couldn't stop.Yasmin huffed, "Go away…""Once is not enough." He kissed her again.Yasmin felt like she would break into pieces if Blake continued. She angrily raised her head and savagely bit down on his neck.Unfortunately, this seemed to have the opposite effect as Blake only seemed to enjoy it. He preferred to have some reaction out of her. He pulled her up by the arms and placed her on his lap.Yasmin was stunned. Embarrassed, she desperately covered her chest with her hands.Blake smiled at this. "Why are you covering up? I've already seen everything."Red with rage, Yasmin slapped him hard across the cheek.The slap echoed throughout the silent room.They faced each other. Blake fr
Blake replied with a shrug, "Several times.""You're such a jerk!" Yasmin was furious. He had actually taken advantage of her while she was drunk.Blake retorted, "You seemed to enjoy it last night.""How can you be so sure?""You were hugging me tightly," came his response.Speechless, Yasmin's lashes fluttered. She refused to admit it. "That must have been a physiological reaction. They weren't my genuine feelings.""But you still enjoyed it." His gaze was full of allure as he spoke. Regardless, it was true that they both enjoyed themselves.Yasmin suddenly didn't know what to say. She just felt that letting him stay any longer would be a mistake. He could devour her at any moment.She was about to tell him to leave when the doorbell rang."Who could it be this early?" Blake asked."How would I know?" Yasmin snapped. "Maybe it's Malcolm looking for you.""I'll go check." Blake got up and went to the door, leaving Yasmin huffing alone in bed.As soon as he opened it, C
Watching Carlos' lonely figure from the back, Blake flashed a victorious smile. The pent-up frustration in his heart finally dissipated, and he turned back into the bedroom.As soon as he entered, a pillow flew at him.Blake caught it and chuckled. "Such a bad mood early in the morning?""What nonsense were you telling him just now? Who said that I'm yours?" Yasmin snapped."I said those things because I don't want him bothering you anymore."Blake sat on the edge of the bed. Seeing that she was still furious, he grabbed her chin and turned her face toward him. "Or do you want him to bother you?"Yasmin huffed and remained silent.At the thought that she might want Carlos to pursue her, Blake's expression darkened. "Don't even think about it."Yasmin frowned. What nonsense was he talking about?Before she could formulate a response, he tightened his grip on her chin. His voice was chilling as he said, "Did you hear me? Stay away from him.""Why should I listen to you? Who are