âWhy donât you tell Blake that?â Yasmin laughed at him and continued, âNow that he already has a
child with someone else, whatâs the point of telling me these now?â
âPerhaps the child is not Blakeâs?â Joel hinted.
Although he did not think Blake was the childâs father, he could not reveal anything if Blake chose
not to explain.
Yasmin was momentarily stunned, but she quickly dismissed the thought and said, âNo, itâs
impossible. Why would he care so much if the child is not his?â
Indeed. Joel, too, could not understand this part. Blake was particularly attentive to the child in
Giselleâs belly, but he refused to explain why. No one could fathom his thoughts.
Joel then said, âI still think you should think this through. If you really end up with Ivan, then you and
Blake will never be like you used to be.â
Yasmin couldnât bother with that anymore.
Looking at the snowboard under her feet, she said, âI just wish we could get a divorce as soon as
possible.â
Taken aback, Joel asked, âHave you guys reached the point of divorce now?â
âYes,â she replied, glancing at him. âDr. Sawyer, if you really want to help, tell Blake to sign the
divorce papers.â
âIs Blake disagreeing with the divorce?â
âYeah, he said because my dad plotted against him, he wants to torment me for the rest of my life,â
said Yasmin truthfully.
Dumbfounded, Joel turned to glance at Blake and found him looking over in their direction. with a
cold gaze.
Did he look like a person who was out for revenge? Or perhaps he was so deep in affection that he
had not realized it?
As Joel pondered, Yasmin struggled to surf on the single snowboard beside him. She was slowly
getting the hang of it, even though she seemed clumsy in her movements.
Suddenly, someone skied past behind her and gave her a push on the back. She lost balance and
slid down the slope.
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From behind, she could hear Joel shouting, âErik Hayes!â
Yasminâs screams echoed through the air. She had just heard Joel shout Erikâs name. He must be
the one who pushed her.
The whistling wind swept past her ears as she descended, and she was so frightened that her
breath almost stopped.
In a daze, she remembered the technique Ivan had taught her. She adjusted her breathing and sat
down slowly. Whether she would survive the fall or not, it was up to fate to decide.
Hearing her cries, Blake and Ivanâs expressions changed, and they immediately slid in her
direction.
Scared, Yasmin hugged herself and stared blankly at the vast expanse of white snow in front of her.
It only dawned on her that someone had halted her when she fell into a pair of strong
arms.
Then, without warning, her snowboard slid down a little more. Her head bumped into Blakeâs waist,
and he groaned. Blushed, she dared not lift her head.
âDid you do that on purpose?â
With a darkened face, Blake tried to help her up. With a flushed face and wobbly legs, she tried to
stand up, but in her haste, she ended up pulling him down again onto the snowy ground.
The two embraced each other firmly. With Yasmin underneath and Blake on top, they rolled. down
the slope.
Yasmin screamed.
Blake grunted, âHold onto me.â
Yasmin said, âOkay!â
Holding on tightly, she caught the crisp scent of pine trees as they whizzed through the air.
Abruptly, their bodies jolted, and they descended into a snow pit in unison.
Blakeâs expression changed. Instinctively, he pushed her away and tumbled into the pit himself.
Yasmin, who landed on him, suffered no harm due to the cushioning.
She had not expected Blake to come to her rescue.
âAre you okay?â
She looked up at him, but he lay beneath her, motionless.
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