Chapter 702

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