Chapter 34

Yasmin frowned. “I’m all grown up now. I don’t like pink anymore.”

“You’re only 22. You’re not even fully developed yet,” Blake said.

Yasmin thought he was referring to her private parts. Her face turned red.

“Why’s your face red?” He noticed this. When he realized her mind had gone elsewhere, his gaze

darkened. “What are you thinking?”

Yasmin’s expression turned icy. “Nothing.”

“Well, I know where your mind’s gone. Look at how red your face is.” Blake laughed and looked

down at her. “Are you upset because I didn’t satisfy you this morning?”

Yasmin couldn’t help being reminded of what had happened that morning. If not for Giselle suddenly

showing up, she probably would’ve fallen prey to his advances. Her face burned as she pushed him

away. “No!”

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of. Everyone has needs. You don’t need to hide anything.” Blake didn’t

get mad. He handed her the pink dress. “Go try it on.”

Yasmin looked stiff, but she didn’t want to argue with him. She took the dress and went to try it on. A

few minutes later, she stepped out of the filting room.

Blake sat elegantly on the couch. The first thing he saw was a pair of long, slender legs with feet

that wore diamond–encrusted heels.

As his gaze trailed upward, he saw a perfect figure encased in the pink dress. Yasmin’s hair was

glossy, and her skin glowed. She looked absolutely breathtaking.

Blake watched her for a few more seconds before retracting his gaze and turning to the sales.

clerk. “We’ll take it.”

“Yes, sir.” The sales clerk was stunned by Yasmin’s beauty. She exclaimed, “You’re beautiful,

madam! You look like a goddess in this dress.”

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Yasmin thought she was exaggerating. She turned to look at the floor–length mirror behind her. The

woman in the mirror was thin but had a great figure. She had curves in all the right places. It

wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say she had a flawless figure.

Indeed, the dress looked good on her. Yasmin would always be in a good mood when she saw

pretty things. She couldn’t help smiling at her reflection. Then, she met Blake’s gaze in the

mirror. His eyes were on her empty wrist. “Where’s the bracelet you always have on?”

It seemed to be a casual question. Yasmin answered, “I threw it away.”

He frowned. “Why?”

“Cause I didn’t like it,” Yasmin retorted. In truth, she’d kept it. The bracelet was a piece of jewelry

worth several thousand dollars. She could sell it for money!

For some reason, this upset Blake. His expression was icy as they left the shopping mall. Malcolm

was waiting for them outside. When he saw Yasmin, he complimented her, wanting to ease the

tension. “Whoa! You look gorgeous in this dress, Mrs. Ford!”

“Thanks!” Yasmin smiled. On the other hand, Blake gave him a cool glance. This scared Malcolm.

He opened the door for them, not daring to make another sound.

Yasmin didn’t get into the backseat, though. She opened the front passenger door and got in. “My

stomach’s not feeling too well. I’ll ride shotgun.”

She didn’t want to be in the same space as Blake. It put her on edge.

Blake faltered and asked, “Is your stomach still acting up?”

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looked at him in surprise. He continued, “Haven’t you been taking your medication lately?”

“I have.” She didn’t expect him to still remember this? “I’ve been taking it every day.” In truth, she’d

already recovered. She was perfectly fine. Blake didn’t say anything else. Malcolm started the car

and said, “If you’re having stomach problems, Mrs. Ford, you can try adding spinach and cabbage

to your diet. One is good for people with stomach issues, while the other’s high in fiber. It will help to

repair your stomach lining.” “Oh, okay.” Yasmin took note of it and smiled at him. “I quite like eating

spinach.”