Yasmin glanced at Blake. His side profile was really attractive. She suddenly felt that being
supported like this wouldnât be a bad thing at all.
Despite feeling that way, Yasmin was aware that she couldnât allow herself to sink too
deeply. Giselle was pregnant, so Yasmin needed to keep herself in line.
âWhat are you daydreaming about?â Blake said gently.
Yasmin returned to her senses and looked at him in a daze. âHuh? What?â
âMy phone is on the couch. Get it for me,â Blake said.
âOkay.â Yasmin obediently went over to pick up the phone. She then saw a bunch of missed calls
from Giselle. The light in her eyes dimmed instantly.
Just then, the door opened. Giselle walked in with a purse.
Yasmin just so happened to pass by the door and bumped into her.
Giselle smiled lightly as if sheâd forgotten about the awkward situation from this morning. She
nodded at Yasmin. âYouâre here too, Yasmin?â
Bitterness welled in Yasminâs heart.
Giselle held her hand and said delicately, âIâm sorry, Yasmin. I behaved out of line this morning. In
retrospect, you did nothing wrong. Youâre still married to each other. Iâm
pregnant, so Blake canât do anything with me. Youâll have to bear with it and help him out for the
time being, Iâm afraid.â
Yasmin looked at Giselle peculiarly.
Giselle smiled. âYou think Iâm too forgiving, donât you? Itâs pretty normal, honestly.
Someone as capable as Blake has a lot of female admirers. If I were to be jealous of every
single one of them, Iâd get high blood pressure. So, Iâve learned to let go. As long as Blakeâs just
fooling around, I donât mind. All that matters is that he loves me.â
Yasmin felt incredulous.
But maybe this was the kind of women men liked the most. Giselle was able to be
considerate and kind while ignoring what Blake was doing out on the side.
Yasmin couldnât. That was why she would keep her heart in check and not fall in love with someone
she shouldnât be loving.
She responded, âMs. OâShea is so forgiving.â
âItâs no big deal. I donât mind if you want to stay with Blake for the first three months of my
pregnancy. Men will be men. They need their release.â Giselle was hinting that Yasmin was nothing
more than a tool for Blakeâs release.
Yasmin was left speechless. She didnât even know how to retaliate against Giselleâs words.
Giselle was always cheerful and smiling. It was as if she had no temper at all.
Yasminâs attempts at striking back at her were like hitting airâmeaningless.
She suddenly felt exhausted.
âIs this Blakeâs phone, Yasmin? Iâll help you give it to him.â Giselle saw the black phone in Yasminâs
hand and took it away. She then walked toward Blake.
âYour phone, Blake,â Yasmin said coquettishly, handing it to him.
Blake frowned when he saw her. âWhat are you doing here?â
âErik told me to come over. He said you guys were hanging out. You werenât answering my calls
earlier. Turns out you guys were secretly playing behind my backâ Giselle sat down beside Blake,
where Yasmin had sat earlier.
The men all knew Giselle, so they quickly struck up a conversation with her. The atmosphere
changed after her arrival. The chatter in the room grew much more relaxed, given she was a
familiar face.
Yasmin felt upset. She went up to Blake without looking into his eyes and said, âIâm going to go
back first, Blake.â
She wasnât in the mood to stick around anymore.
Yasmin then walked out the door.
Blakeâs brows furrowed. He immediately went after Yasmin.
âBlake!â Giselle called out from behind him.
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