Upon seeing Yasmin, Blake furrowed his brows and embraced her tightly. "You wouldn't come to Oak Garden, so I had to come find you. What else am I supposed to do?"Yasmin was suffocating as she patted his shoulder. "I can't breathe. You're strangling me."He finally let her go, but he was still visibly upset. "You knew my leg hadn't fully recovered, and it's hard for me to get around. Why don't you come back to see me?"Yasmin lowered her gaze, looking sad. "Sorry about that, but I haven't made up my mind yet.""Then, stop thinking about it." Blake grasped her hand, locking their fingers together. "Can't you just go with what your heart tells you?""I can't be as carefree as you," she mumbled."The more you think about it, the less happy you are." He glanced at her, took her hand, and led her inside. Smelling the aroma of food, he asked, "Are you cooking?""Yes. I haven't eaten dinner yet and just made some pasta. Have you eaten?""Not yet. I've been waiting for you all along
Yasmin was working on her draft in her bedroom, but Blake's constant interruptions gave her a headache. She put down her pen and came out to glare at him. "Enough already! You keep calling me every few minutes. I'm trying to work here.""The couch is quite uncomfortable. My back hurts, and my legs feel awful. Can I lie down inside for a while?" With a pleading expression, Blake held a pillow and looked at her.Looking at his legs, she eventually gave in and said, "You're not making this up, right?""I'm not. It's really uncomfortable."Yasmin was worried that Blake's leg would get worse if he slept on the couch all night. She nodded and let him into the room. "You can sleep in the bed, but stay on the left side. Don't come over to my side. Got it?""Yeah." Blake lay down on her soft, scented bed and sighed contentedly. "Finally, this feels much better." Yasmin ignored him, returned to her chair, and continued working on her draft.However, Blake couldn't stay put for more tha
Blake kissed Yasmin passionately. After a while, he couldn't hold back anymore, and his lips trailed from her mouth down to her delicate neck.Yasmin breathed heavily. "Stop!""Just go along. We're at this point already." He fixed his intense gaze on her and dominantly stripped off her pajamas.Feeling upset, Yasmin tried to get up, but Blake pinned her back down. She simply couldn't push him away. As her anger boiled over, she bit on his shoulder.Instead of getting angry, Blake involuntarily grunted and gazed at Yasmin's rosy cheeks. "Are you trying to seduce me?""I'm not." Yasmin tried to flee, but Blake pulled her back and fervently kissed her. His hands roamed freely over her body to arouse her.As time passed, she couldn't help herself anymore, and her last bit of reason snapped. The couple completely indulged in the moment.…The next day, Yasmin woke up and found Blake holding her in his arms. She sported a conflicted expression.What happened last night made thin
Yasmin stood there blankly as she thought it through. She felt a pang in her heart and quickly took the elevator back up.Upon returning, she saw that Seth was already attending to Blake. "What seems to be the problem, Mr. Ford?""My leg went a little numb when I woke up this morning. I don't know if I've aggravated it."Blake was actually hurt!Yasmin felt her chest tighten, and she instinctively walked toward the bedroom.At this moment, Seth asked, "Did you do any intense activity last night, Mr. Ford?" "Yes." Blake didn't hide about it. With his body covered in hickeys, Seth could easily tell what had happened.Seth added, "You're injured, Mr. Ford. You need to take care of your body and stay away from nightly activities for now. Don't overdo it."Standing outside the room, Yasmin was rendered speechless. She realized she was worried over nothing.With her face flushed, she couldn't bring herself to walk in, so she left.However, Malcolm's sharp ears caught the noise.
Yasmin was worried and was about to call Joel.Blake saw her concern. He held her hand and said, "You still won't admit you care about me?""It's not the time to talk about this. Let me contact Dr. Sawyer first." Yasmin pulled her hand away to make the call.Blake refused to let go. He held her hand tighter and said, "I'm fine.""You're fine? Didn't Dr. Parsons say you couldn't walk?""Yeah, he said I can't walk for now. Better use a wheelchair or crutches when going out."Yasmin was dumbfounded. "You lied to me?""No. I just didn't finish what I had to say," Blake clarified.Yasmin got angry and tried to leave, but Blake pulled her back. He looked at her face and said, "You care so much about me, so why are you pushing me away?""I just think it's hard for us to be together." Yasmin was silent for a moment. She looked down and sighed.Even if they set everything aside and got together, they still couldn't control others' opinions. She had thought about this. If she were Arth
"It's nothing. I just came to see you." Yasmin sat down and saw Eunice having her postpartum meal. She asked, "How many days has it been since your postpartum? How much longer until your confinement is over?""Today is the 26th day. Traditionally, it's considered the end of the confinement period, but my caretaker said women are very weak after giving birth, so it's best to have a two-month confinement period.""Two months? Can you handle that?" Yasmin asked."It's actually not bad. Now, I can move around freely and even do yoga. I just need to avoid cold water and heavy lifting. Besides, with Honeybun here, I don't feel bored at all." Eunice looked happy when she mentioned her son.Yasmin smiled. "You're so lucky. You're a winner in life. You have such a cute son, and you're with Mortimer."Eunice chuckled. "Aren't you too? Mortimer told me that Blake is head over heels for you now. He's become a simp, not as proud as he used to be.""Simp? How so?""How not? Remember how proud
Joel examined Blake's leg and said, "As I've told you, your leg is still recovering. You need to use a wheelchair or crutches and avoid strenuous activities.""Is sex considered a strenuous activity?" Blake asked.Joel raised an eyebrow. "Why are you in such a hurry? Did you and Yasmin make up?""Yes." Blake nodded proudly, repeating his question, "Is sex considered a strenuous activity?"Joel found it hard to judge. Who knew what Blake was like in bed? After thinking for a bit, he said, "Wait another week. Your injury is above the knee. It'll hurt if you kneel.""What if I don't kneel?"Joel now realized how eager Blake was. He rubbed his nose and said, "Absolutely not! It's strictly forbidden."Seeing Blake's face darken, Joel felt a sense of satisfaction. He just didn't want Blake to have his way.…After ending the call, Yasmin thought for a moment and started to get dressed. She wanted to look nice and presentable when going to the Ford residence.Suddenly, the doorbel
Yasmin was stunned and glared at Blake. "No way! Don't talk nonsense.""I can see your face and ears are red. It seems like you're feeling flustered," he said as he leaned closer and gently kissed her ear.Yasmin stiffened and pushed him away. "Stop it. Dr. Parsons said you need to abstain.""A kiss doesn't count as a strenuous activity." Blake chuckled softly and told Malcolm to drive.An hour later, they arrived at the Ford residence. Malcolm helped Blake out and into a wheelchair. Yasmin walked over to push him.Blake smiled and instructed Malcolm to leave."Yes, sir," Malcolm replied, driving the car into the courtyard.Yasmin felt a bit anxious about returning to the Ford residence. She stopped at the door.Blake sensed her worry and squeezed her hand. "Why did you stop? Are you nervous?""A little." She felt complicated about seeing Arthur.Blake reassured her, "Don't worry. I'm here for you.""Okay." She nodded, gathered her courage, and pushed him inside."Mr. and M