After entering the villa, Yasmin sat silently on the couch.Blake asked, "What do you want for dinner?"She ignored him, using silence to resist his dominance.Blake's phone rang again. Just as Yasmin returned to Oak Garden, Annalise's call came. Blake laughed coldly and answered it.Annalise asked, "Blake, did you take Yasmin home again? What are you trying to do? Can you only be satisfied once you've driven me crazy?"Blake glanced at Yasmin. She seemed to hear Annalise's words and sneered mockingly.The situation was indeed tricky. As long as she came back, Annalise would immediately know their whereabouts.At this moment, Yasmin wished Annalise could get him under control.Unexpectedly, Blake, as if he had made up his mind, said solemnly, "Yes. I want to be with her."Annalise paused, frowning. "Blake, are you crazy? Don't you know her father caused your father's death?"Of course, Blake knew. But at this moment, he had lost all reason and said coldly, "Remove the informa
Blake lifted his gaze when Malcolm continued, "He's dead, too."Hearing this, Blake was shocked and suddenly kicked the glass coffee table in front of him, shattering it instantly.Yasmin, startled, looked over to see his face illuminated by the light, emanating a cold and terrifying air.She felt that he had gone mad and had become very scary. Instinctively, she hid behind the couch, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.Blake ignored her, his face cold as he asked, "How did he die?"Malcolm replied, "When we found him, he was dead in his apartment, said to be due to a drug overdose."Mr. Ford, I find this too suspicious. Everyone we investigate ends up dead. It feels like someone is manipulating things from behind the scenes…"Blake's expression grew even darker. "Investigate it thoroughly!"He wanted to know who was behind all this.After ending the call, the villa fell into silence. The shattered glass from the coffee table lay scattered, and Blake stood in front of it,
After a while, Blake came to knock on the door again. He said in a hushed voice, "Yasmin."Yasmin hadn't slept yet, but she didn't want to respond to him, so she stayed silent.Blake continued speaking at the door, "Yasmin, open the door, or else you can forget about seeing your father this month."Yasmin was stunned. She hadn't expected that he had become so ruthless that he would even use her father to threaten her just because she wouldn't open the door.With a cold face, she got out of bed and went to open the door.Blake stood at the door, his face gloomy and dark. "Who allowed you to sleep in the guest room? Go back to the master bedroom.""I don't want to sleep there," Yasmin replied.Blake said indifferently, "You don't want to coexist peacefully with me, is that it?"There was a warning in his words.Yasmin frowned slightly, but he had already grabbed her and pulled her to the master bedroom. "Go to bed and sleep."She refused to go.So, he picked her up completely
"Blake, what exactly are you trying to do?" She couldn't hold it in anymore and frowned."Taking you downstairs for breakfast," Blake said, carrying her downstairs.The shattered glass coffee table on the first floor had already been cleaned up.The dining table was filled with her favorite nutritious breakfast."Did you make this?" Yasmin looked at him."Yes." He had gotten up early to make it. He placed the utensils in her hand and said, "Eat."Yasmin was slightly surprised.Blake continued, "Starting today, take a break for now. Don't go to work."Yasmin paused with the fork in her hand. "Are you imprisoning me?""No. You can still go out, go shopping, eat, and meet your friends, but Tyler will follow you everywhere you go."How was having someone follow her any different from imprisonment?Yasmin was so angry she let out a laugh. "Are you so afraid I'll run away?""Your father is in the country, so you won't run," Blake said with certainty.Yasmin's expression turned u
Yasmin went upstairs, carrying her bag.The employees at Erinnyes were gathered around Eunice, who had brought her baby along. Everyone was praising the little one, "The baby is so chubby and cute…"When Yasmin walked in, everyone was stunned. "Ms. Starr, aren't you supposed to be in Merania?"Everyone had thought Yasmin had already left for Merania.Eunice was also surprised. "Yaz, why are you at the company?"Facing everyone's questions, Yasmin could only say, "There were some things that weren't settled yet, so I was delayed for a few days."No one doubted her, and they asked if she continue to come to work.Yasmin smiled and said, "Probably."Among everyone, only Eunice noticed that Yasmin's words were insincere.After everyone finished asking, Eunice carried the baby and took Yasmin upstairs to her office. They sat on the couch, and Yasmin played with the baby for a while.The baby looked at her with big, grape-like eyes, smiling happily. Even Yasmin was infected by his
"Mrs. Ford, Mr. Ford's back.""Really?" Yasmin Starr was busy with her drafts. When she heard that her husband was back, her eyes lit up. She drew the curtains before her to see a Rolls-Royce Cullinan driving along the path leading to the villa.She saw a man in the car. His handsome face was visible from where she stood; his actions and carriage exuded a regal air.It really was him!Yasmin's heart started racing. Her face burned at the thought of the things they did whenever he came home. Every kiss they shared was searing and passionate. It made her shy yet nervous.Just then, the door to her room swung open. Blake Ford walked in.Yasmin smiled at him. "Mr. B!""Come here." He loosened his tie.She walked over to him shyly. In the next second, he pulled her into his arms and gave her a hard kiss. She moaned before sinking into the kiss. Then, he carried her to the bed and had his way with her.Blake looked like the celibate and gentle type, but he was no gentleman when it came to se
Yasmin felt a little bitter. She grabbed some dark clothes from the wardrobe and returned to the room. There, she heard Blake talking to someone on the phone."Don't be scared. Have Alicia keep an eye on you. I'll be right there." His voice was a brand of tenderness that Yasmin had never heard before.She stopped short. Suddenly, the sweetness she'd felt earlier dissipated. She asked tentatively, "Who was that, Mr. B?"He glanced at her, his tall stature domineering. He said coldly, "No one.""Was it a woman?""It's none of your business." He grabbed the clothes from her and put them on. Usually, he would have her put them on for him.Would every man start to be repelled by their wives once they fell in love with someone else?Yasmin's stomach started convulsing. It looked like she had a stomach problem. She felt horrible.Blake got dressed and turned to leave. Yasmin was on high alert—a woman's sixth sense was powerful. She ran to the door and said, "I'm feeling a little sick, Mr. B.
Yasmin suddenly recalled something a friend of Blake's had once said. He'd told her, "There's a woman who lives in Blake's heart. They met in Merania, and he's pined after her for years. You and her look pretty similar, actually."At the time, Yasmin had been indignant. She felt that the woman was no match for her since she was already a thing of the past.Now, her dream had been shattered. As she watched how tender Blake was toward the woman, she felt like a sharp blade had been driven right into her heart. It hurt so much that all her organs felt like they were cramping.Blake shielded the woman from the crowd as they turned to leave. Suddenly, he caught sight of Yasmin standing not too far away. Mary was with her. He frowned.The woman asked gently, "Do you know her, Blake?""Yeah. She's my wife, Yasmin Starr," he said plainly. "Why don't you head to the car first, Giselle? I'll be right behind you.""Okay." Giselle O'Shea nodded obediently. Before she left, she turned to look at Ya