Blake asked, "Let's go to the hospital tomorrow to apologize, alright? We can end things that way.""We'll talk about this tomorrow." Yasmin's voice was cold. Blake didn't push her. He just patted her head and let her rest.The next day, Yasmin began dressing herself right after she woke up. She applied some makeup to her haggard face and put on a stylish dress before making her way downstairs.Tyler and two bodyguards were already waiting for her at the foot of the stairs.Yasmin acted as though they were invisible as she walked past them.Tyler immediately followed and opened the car door for her. "Madam, Mr. Ford instructed us to follow you from now on."Follow her?Was he trying to protect her or keep an eye on her?Did he have three men tagging behind her because he was afraid she might hurt Elise again?A faint smile appeared on Yasmin's face as she asked Tyler, "Did Blake tell you to watch me?""He's just worried about your safety, Madam," Tyler explained.Yasmin

Blake was truly impressive.He wasn't able to persuade Yasmin, so he changed tactics and targeted Elise instead. Elise also happened to be someone who could swallow her pride and do whatever Blake asked her to do.Yasmin was impressed.However, she truly didn't want to owe Blake anything anymore. As such, she shook her head and calmly said, "I plead guilty."Mortimer's eyes widened in shock. "But you just need to change your statement and you can leave. Why do you insist on suffering?""I don't want to owe him anything." Yasmin smiled softly and changed the subject. "I want to talk to Eunice. Could you call her for me?"Mortimer studied her closely. For some reason, he had a feeling that she had lost the will to live. His expression softened, and he used his phone to dial Eunice's number.He made sure to put the call on speakerphone.Eunice soon picked up. In a choked-up voice, she asked, "Mr. Sullivan, have you seen Yaz yet? How is she?"Hearing her friend's sniffles, Yasmin

Six months had already passed.At dawn, Blake jolted awake from a nightmare. He glanced at the calendar on the bedside table. A red circle was drawn on the day, indicating that Yasmin was going to be released from prison.Blake couldn't help but feel a little happy.After washing up, he even deliberately chose a suit that she had bought for him.He then carefully shaved his beard in front of the mirror. He looked at his reflection again and again, making sure his suit was impeccable and his appearance was flawless. Later, he got into the car and headed to the prison to pick her up.When he arrived, Yasmin had just walked out of the prison.She was wearing the same dress she had arrived in, carrying a duffel bag. She walked past the open iron gates with a slim figure and a calm look in her eyes."Yasmin." Blake got out of the car and called her name in a deep voice.Yasmin glanced at him without any expression.At this moment, a car stopped in front of Yasmin. The window

A tall figure loomed in front of Yasmin. "What are you doing here?" Blake fixed a gaze on her that conveyed both affection and curiosity. "Would you believe me if I said I'm here to congratulate Ms. Fletcher on her engagement?" Yasmin asked, holding a wine glass and smiling faintly."Do you think I'd believe that?" Blake looked at her. "Yasmin, what exactly are you trying to do here?"He didn't want her to do anything foolish. His gaze remained fixed on her, trying to see something in her eyes.But all she did was smile. Her eyes were devoid of any emotion—indifferent and distant. "Mr. Ford, we're not that close. You should address me as Ms. Starr," she said.As she finished speaking, she saw Elise going upstairs, so she put down her wine glass and was about to leave.Blake quickly took a few steps forward and grabbed her wrist. "Yasmin."Yasmin's back stiffened, and her entire body tensed the moment her hand was caught. She looked up at him, her eyes revealing disgust. "Mr.

Her skin was as white as snow, her eyes clear and warm. She glared at Blake for a second, then quickly softened her gaze and became graceful and charming as she smiled at Carlos.Carlos was stunned. "Why is it you?"Just as Yasmin was about to speak, Elise hurried downstairs, her long hair slightly disheveled. She said pitifully, "Carlos, someone just locked me upstairs."Seeing Elise on the verge of tears, Carlos felt pity for her. He supported her and glared at Yasmin. "What did you do to Elise?""I didn't do anything," Yasmin answered innocently, blinking her big doe eyes at Carlos.Carlos felt strange and averted his gaze. "If you didn't do anything, why did you appear wearing the same gown as Elise? You did this on purpose, didn't you? You wanted to ruin my engagement with Elise?""What did I do?" Yasmin asked back with a smile. "I just went upstairs to change clothes. When I came down, you pulled me to the dance floor."Yasmin continued, "But what about you? When you saw