Chapter 32
Chapter 32
Stuart sighed. “Blake’s the only man in Stanton City who can protect you. I’ve made my fair share of enemies. They’re only letting you off the hook because of Blake. I’m worried that you’ll be in danger if you guys get divorced. Now that I’m stuck here, I can’t protect you.
Yasmin looked distressed. Stuart continued, “I know you’re upset, Yaz, but Blake can protect you. If he doesn’t ask for a divorce, you should stay in this marriage.
“The people out there won’t dare to lay a hand on you as long as you’re Mrs. Ford. You can get divorced once I’m out of here. Then, I’ll be able to protect you again.”
Yasmin was unwilling to do as he said, but she didn’t want him to worry while still in prison.
Stuart said, “I know what you’re thinking, Yaz. You’re probably depressed from being stuck in a loveless marriage, but life isn’t just about being happy.
“Compared to happiness, being alive is more important. Now that I’m behind bars, I can’t protect you out there. My only hope is that you stay alive. It’s fine if he doesn’t love you doesn’t come home–think of it as you two already being divorced.
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“Lower your expectations for him. Let him live his life while you live yours. Treat him like he’s a stranger. We can talk about the future once I’m out of here, okay?”
Yasmin was the only family Stuart had left, and she was gorgeous. He genuinely worried about her future.
She could understand what he meant. He was afraid she would be taken advantage of. He feared she would fall under someone’s control and be nothing more than a plaything.
With Blake, the worst–case scenario was that he didn’t love her. But if she were to get divorced, who knew how many other men would come knocking on her door?
Yasmin knew where Stuart was coming from. After speaking to him, she no longer entertained the thought of getting a divorce. Sometimes, life just wasn’t hers to control. She would just pretend like she was already divorced. She could take this chance to prematurely get used to being single.
Yasmin dried her tears as she walked out of the prison. Then, she heard someone honk at her. She looked up to see a Rolls–Royce Cullinan parked across the road.
Had Blake come to her after coaxing Giselle?
A wave of sorrow washed over her. She turned and walked away. Even if they couldn’t get
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divorced, she didn’t want to have anything to do with him anymore. It was as Stuart had said
she would treat Blake like he was a stranger.
Blake’s expression turned icy when he saw Yasmin walk away without a word. He got out of the car and caught up with her in a few strides. “Yasmin!”
She ignored him. He’d specially made the trip there. He didn’t even know why. Maybe it was because she’d cried so heartbreakingly last night when talking about wanting to see Stuart. The whole day today, he’d been distracted. He’d subconsciously told Malcolm to take him to the prison.
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“Why are you crying?” Blake grabbed Yasmin’s hand and made her turn around when he noticed her tears.
“It’s none of your business,” she said dully.
Blake’s expression darkened further. “Grandpa called me last night and told us to drop by Ford Residence tonight.”
In truth, he could’ve just called her to inform her of this. But for some reason, he’d felt
obligated to come all the way.
Yasmin said coolly, “You can bring Giselle with you.”
Blake’s mother didn’t like her. She didn’t want to push her buttons. When Yasmin and Blake got married, Arthur had been the only one who’d been relatively happy. The rest of the Ford family had scorned her. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.
This was especially true in the case of Blake’s mother. She felt that her son had been tricked. He could’ve married the daughter of a prominent family, but Stuart had tricked him into marrying the daughter of a bankrupt man. She’d been upset about their marriage since.
That was why Yasmin would never step foot in Ford Residence even if she and Blake didn’t divorce. She would hand the opportunity to anyone who wanted it.
“It doesn’t have much to do with you, but it has everything to do with your best friend.” Blake looked at her pointedly.