Giving in to Her Rebellious Streak (Yasmin and Blake) novel Chapter 93

After Yasmin's initial surprise, she regained her composure.

So, that was what Erik meant when he offered to help her with the divorce.

It would convince Blake that she was an unruly woman who seduced his friend behind his back. Then Blake wouldn't want her anymore.

The moment had finally come.

Yasmin felt a pang in her heart, but she had to go along with it. It was her final test.

She smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ford, I'm not like you. I need some support after the divorce. As you know, my family's business is now under Victor's management. We're facing challenges, and we need some help. Otherwise, people won't be willing to do business with us."

At these words, Blake's eyes fixed on her with piercing intensity.

Yasmin's heart pounded in her chest. She was scared. Nonetheless, she continued, "And there's my dream. If you're not going to help me achieve it, I'm going to have to find someone who will."

"So all those displays of love you showed me after we got married were fake?" he asked.

Yasmin nodded while maintaining her smile. "Mr. Ford, we're both adults. You understand that I needed support, and I had to treat you well for that, right? If I didn't, how could a fallen socialite like me lead a good life?"

"Did Mr. Stuart put you up to all this?"

Yasmin shook her head. "It had nothing to do with my dad, Mr. Ford. It's my hunger for vanity. I wanted to live the high society life."

Blake stared at her. His expressionless face had a sinister vibe to it.

Yasmin felt both fear and anticipation.

Finally, she spoke. "Your true love has returned, and you should be with her. She comes from a good background and can give you the family you want. I'm sure the Ford family will be happy with her.

"As for me..." she trailed off. "I can't win you over anyway, so that's it. I don't want to waste any more time on you."

With that, she lifted her feet and went upstairs.

That was probably her last time with him.

She had a heavy heart the whole time. Even when she reached her room, the pent-up frustration was still there.

She stood at the floor-to-ceiling window and watched Blake hobble out of the car on crutches. Every step seemed to be a challenge.

Yasmin furrowed her brow, wondering if she should go down to help him. Just then, Malcolm reached out and helped him into the villa.