Giving in to Her Rebellious Streak

Chapter 112

Yasmin froze, stunned.

What on earth was Blake trying to do?

Had he scolded her and made scornful remarks just so he could kiss her? © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

"Don't kiss me." Yasmin held her breath, refusing to kiss him back.

Ignoring her protest, Blake pulled her chin closer and deepened the kiss urgently.

Moments later, Yasmin found herself lifted onto the shelf. Blake pressed his lips against hers once more, wounding his arms around her waist tightly.

"Blake…" Yasmin muttered, her mind going blank.

The man continued drowning himself in her scent as his hand reached behind her to pull down her zipper.

"Blake!" she exclaimed.

However, Blake didn't let up. Instead, he lifted her skirt and bit her neck.

Yasmin's knees went weak, and Blake held her slackened body close.

Her clothes were soon in disarray.

When she realized Blake was about to take things even further, she quickly cried, "No! Let go of me!"

Infuriated by her words, he ripped off her underwear.

Yasmin's eyes widened fearfully, and she snapped, "Let go of me!"

Frantically kicking the man, she protested, "I didn't give you my consent, Blake! You're forcing me —"

In her panic, she accidentally kicked his injured leg. Blake grunted and paled but still didn't release her.

Yasmin, who failed to notice his reaction, planted several more kicks.

Blake's face twisted in pain as his left leg went numb. He quickly sat down, his expression grim.

Yasmin finally noticed his response. "Did I kick your injured leg?"

His leg had just been freed from its cast and hadn't fully healed yet.

Blake gave her a cold stare but didn't say anything.

With her suspicions confirmed, Yasmin asked anxiously, "Did I really?"

She approached him carefully and asked, "Should I give Dr. Sawyer a call?"

Blake still didn't answer her.

Worried, Yasmin decided to ring Joel up. "Hi, Dr. Sawyer. Blake hurt his leg again. Could you please come over?"

Soon, Joel arrived.

Yasmin quickly tidied herself. When she spotted Joel, she felt as if she had found her savior. "Please take a look at him, Dr. Sawyer."

After examining Blake, Joel explained, "Everything seems fine. He might have hit a nerve, but the numbness should go away after a while."

Hearing this, Yasmin immediately sighed in relief.

Joel went back to his car to grab some medication for Blake.

Realizing there was nothing left for her to do, Yasmin told Blake, "Since Dr. Sawyer is here, I'll take my leave."

Her words seemed to anger the man, who glared at her. "Do you hate staying here that much?"

"Yeah. This place isn't my home anymore," she replied before walking out.

Blake watched her retreating figure, his interest fizzling away. "If you leave now, don't ever come back."

Reaching the door, Yasmin stiffened before leaving with a nod.

Soon, she left Oak Garden.

…

The winter temperature was dropping, so she wrapped her coat tightly around her body as she walked down the quiet mountain path.

By the time she returned to her studio, her feet were covered in blisters.

She applied some ointment and silently sat on the sofa for a long time, lost in thought.

The next day, Yasmin put her handbag up for sale online for 250 thousand dollars.

It was the one she had picked up.

Since it was something she found, it belonged to her and not Blake.

By noon, someone bought her bag and asked her to deliver it to No. 10, Newphoria Bay.

Yasmin was surprised to learn that the buyer was her neighbor since her family used to live in Lot No. 8.

After work, she grabbed the handbag and went over.

When she arrived, she was surprised to find herself at Giselle's villa.