Chapter 9

The question took Yasmin aback. She looked at Giselle. "What?"

"You like Blake, right? I heard about it from some other people." Giselle glanced at Blake, seemingly observing his reaction.

He ate calmly while Yasmin smiled self-deprecatingly. Yasmin said, "Nope."

"No?" Giselle didn't really believe her. Over the past few days, she'd heard many things about their relationship. She'd heard about how Yasmin had pursued Blake like mad in the past. She would go everywhere he went.

Blake's friends had mockingly called her Blake's little lapdog. It bothered Giselle.

"I was young back then and didn't know any better. I was just messing around." Yasmin smiled faintly.

It was as if she'd been under a spell at the time. She wasn't satisfied with just being married to Blake on paper. She would deliberately wander around before calling Blake and telling him she was lost. She would ask him to take her home.

Sometimes, Blake would come in person. Sometimes, he wouldn't. But if he didn't come,