Giving in to Her Rebellious Streak

Chapter 14

Chapter 14 Yasmin didn’t expect Blake to be so shameless. She forced herself to continue, “Look, we are married for two years. Now that we’re about to divorce, you won’t even give me a house?” She’d served him for two years, hadn’t she? Wasn’t she getting anything out of this marriage? “Did I agree to a divorce?” Blake repeated. “I already told you that I’m definitely going through with it,” Yasmin said. She was being- serious. How could she stand her husband already having a bas ard? “Still throwing a tantrum, I see.” Blake looked at her coldly. Then, he sneered. “Fine, then. If you’re so insistent on getting a divorce, there’s no point in me keeping the Newphoria Bay villa.” Yasmin paled. “What do you mean by that? Are you going to sell my villa?” “Is it yours or mine? Who paid 120 million dollars for it? Since you want a divorce, I might as well just sell the villa. I don’t want it to bother me whenever I think of it.” Yasmin suddenly felt exhausted. At her silence, Blake thought she’d backed down. His home.” expression softened a little. “Close the door. Let’s go She didn’t budge. After a long moment, she laughed softly and got out of the car. “Yasmin.” “Sell it.” She didn’t turn to look at him. Since she couldn’t keep the villa, it would be better to just forget about it. She didn’t want to part with Stuart’s villa. However, she also wouldn’t let Blake threaten her. Blake’s expression became icy. “Don’t regret this, Yasmin.” Yasmin stopped. She turned to look at him. Her voice sounded bleak in the night breeze as she uttered, “Never.” With that, she turned and left without another look back. Blake’s pupils constricted. He felt like something was spiraling out of his control. It was a night in late autumn. The weather was getting colder. Yasmin walked along the road alone, her solitary figure casting a lengthening shadow under the moonlit night. 1/2 Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

+15 BONUS She called Eunice, but the latter was still out catching a movie with her boyfriend. They had a good relationship and would marry soon. Yasmin didn’t want to keep disturbing her, so she told her everything was fine. She also told her to have fun with her boyfriend. Yasmin continued wandering alone. She had plenty to say but nobody to talk to. Suddenly, she missed Stuart. But she didn’t want to visit him while down in the dumps. She would only see him when she was in a better mood. As she walked along, she suddenly came across an ad about someone willing to pay for a surrogate. She figured that she couldn’t be the only one sad. Why should she let Blake live happily ever after? She pulled her phone out and called the number beneath the ad. “Hello, I’d like to advertise for a surrogate as well.” “Sure. What’s your number?” the other party asked. Yasmin’s eyes flashed as she gave them Blake’s number. She gritted out, “Publish the ad for three days, and remember to indicate the phone number I’ve just given you.” Meanwhile, Blake had just arrived home. Malcolm parked the car and woke him up. Ford, we’re at Oak Garden.” “Mr. Blake opened his tired eyes. The large villa was dark and empty. The household staff didn’t stay in the villa. Instead, they lived in the staff’s quarters beside it. Blake made to get out of the car. Just then, Malcolm said, “Sir, the necklace you won in the auction at Merania last month, Star Forevermore, has been delivered.” “Send it over tomorrow.” With that, he melted into the darkness. Blake pushed the villa’s door open. It was dark inside. In the past, Yasmin would always leave a light on for him. She would run downstairs and jump into his arms with a bright smile. ” You’re back, Mr. B.”

Tonight, the staircase was dark. The villa was silent. Yasmin was noisy and irritating at times, but the house felt deserted without her around. Suddenly, Blake found that he wasn’t used to it.