Giving in to Her Rebellious Streak

Chapter 91

Blake's expression turned icy. "Go get her."

His leg was injured, making it difficult for him to walk far.

"Alright, Blake. Let me help you back into bed. Sit tight. I'll go get her." Erik helped Blake back to the bed.

Blake sat calmly.

Erik went outside and stood behind Yasmin. "Blake wants you inside."

Yasmin turned around, and when she saw Erik, her expression turned sour.

He suddenly took a step forward, his gaze darting across the scene. He whispered into her ear, "I haven't told Blake about the deal you made with Aunt Anna."

Yasmin stared at him coldly. "And?"

"In return, I need you to agree to something for me."

"Why should I agree to anything?"

"If you don't, I'll tell Blake about your deal with Aunt Anna. I believe Blake despises your dad for manipulating him back then. When Blake finds out about it, he wouldn't be happy about it and might charge your dad with more crimes. Your dad might spend his last years behind bars."

Yasmin glared at him. "Erik, I haven't done anything wrong to you. There's no need for you to target me like this. I've already agreed to divorce Blake. Isn't that enough for you?"

He glanced at the side of her face before he sighed. "Don't worry. What I'm about to do will help you and Blake get a divorce. Just agree to it, and I guarantee you'll be able to split up."

Everyone seemed determined to separate them.

Yasmin smiled. "Well, if what you're planning can make him agree to the divorce, I'll do it."

"What are you guys doing here?" Blake's voice sounded abruptly from the doorway.

The two turned to look at him.

Blake couldn't wait for Yasmin to return, so he pushed himself out of the room. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, indicating the pain in his leg.

Yasmin blinked. "Why are you out here?"

"I just wanted to see what you two were up to." Blake's eyes landed on them. They were standing close together, and they seemed to be whispering to each other.

"Erik and Yasmin? Was their relationship so close that they would gossip to each other?" he thought.

Blake's expression fell as he focused on Yasmin. "You, come here."

Yasmin, afraid he might fall, walked over and supported him. "Let me help you back inside."

Blake's eyes were fixed on her as if probing her mind.

Yasmin said nothing and just helped him back to the bed.

Blake sat down.

Yasmin stood in front of him, waiting for him to speak.

"So Ivan isn't enough, and now you're getting close to Erik?" Blake's eyes bored into her. The intensity hung heavy in the air.

Blake thought Yasmin was flirting with Erik just now.

Yasmin laughed.

"What are you laughing about?" Blake stared at her, his eyes devoid of warmth. "We aren't even divorced yet, and you're already eagerly cozying up to Eric in my house. Is there still room for me in your eyes?"

"Eager? Cozying up?" She looked at him and smirked abruptly. "Maybe. There's nothing between us anymore, and I urgently need a moneybag. If I can get myself a backup plan in case one of them rejects me, why shouldn't I?" Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

"What?" Blake tensed up. He couldn't believe that Yasmin would say such a thing.

Yasmin chuckled. "Things aren't going to work out between us anymore, so I don't have to put on this show for you. Yes, I have lots of desires. And since you can't fulfill them, I'll look for those who are willing to provide for me."

Since Blake had always thought of her as a scheming woman, she just went with it.

Everything would be fine as long as they got divorced.