Chapter 26

Chapter 26

Yasmin smiled bitterly. She got off Blake’s lap and out of the car. A voice inside her told her to turn

around to ask Blake

not to go. She tried and failed to suppress it. Finally, she turned

around. “Mr. B-”

She stopped abruptly. Blake had already driven into the night. Yasmin’s expression turned.

sorrowful. A tear rolled down her face and onto the grass. More tears followed.

She stood amidst the chilly breeze as tears streamed down her face. If Blake could leave her.

behind with a single phone call from Giselle, why was she still holding out hope?

After all, he’d loved Giselle for a whole decade.

In this moment, Yasmin truly gave up. She wiped her tears and ran upstairs. Then, she packed her

stuff and left.

Blake drove to the hospital. When he arrived, he saw Giselle sitting on the bed and rubbing her

belly. She looked fragile. When she saw him, she smiled. Her eyes were filled with love as she said,

“You’re here, Blake.”

He glanced at her co olly. “Does your belly still hurt?”

He sat before her, as cold and distant as he’d always been. Giselle couldn’t help feeling that he was

out of her reach. She said softly, “No.”

“What did the doctor say?”

“He said that the baby might’ve been anxious because I had coffee in the afternoon.”

“Remember not to have coffee anymore,” Blake said.

“Okay.” Giselle lowered her head, looking obedient. She thought Blake would caress her. head, but

he didn’t.

He got up after a short while. “You get some rest. I’m going to talk to the doctor.”

Blake went to the dean’s office. When he stepped inside, he saw a man in a doctor’s coat sitting on

the couch lazily. His feet were propped up on the coffee table.

The man raised an eyebrow and smiled at Blake’s sudden appearance. “My, what a special guest!”

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He was Blake’s friend, Joel Sawyer. Joel got up to pour a cup of coffee.

Blake

Blake sat down and sipped his coffee before asking, “How’s the baby?”

“Everything’s fine. There’s nothing to worry about.”

“Good.” Blake’s eyes were devoid of emotion. He lit a cigarette and took a drag, blowing out. the

smoke through his nose. “How long more until she’s due?”

“She’s only in her first trimester. It’s going to take at least half a year.”

Blake didn’t say anything else. The smoke masked his emotions.

Joel asked, “Why are you treating her so well, really? Is the baby really yours? That can’t be. You

didn’t leave the country three months ago. If we’re following that timeline, the baby can’t be yours.”

Blake didn’t answer the question. Instead, he said plainly, “Keep an eye on her. You have to make

sure the baby is born safely.”

“What are you getting out of this?” Joel was even more confused now. “The baby isn’t even yours,

yet you’re allowing her to spread rumors about you and her. She’s benefiting from your reputation.

Aren’t you afraid of upsetting your wife?”

“I don’t care what she does. I just want the baby to be born safely.” Blake only cared about the

outcome.

Joel was finding it harder and harder to read him. He shook his head. “Whatever. Don’t regret it

when your wife dumps you.”

Blake didn’t say anything. His eyes were dark. He left after smoking half a cigarette. Outside, he

made a phone call. “Send some supplements to Giselle.”

Giselle received the supplements half an hour later. She was pleasantly surprised as she asked

Malcolm, “Where’s Blake?”

“Mr. Ford’s already gone back to the company,” Malcolm answered.

The smile in Giselle’s eyes faded. She asked softly, “Is he always this busy?”

“Yes. Mr. Ford has to manage Windmere Group, so he’s kept busy every day. You’ll have to

forgive him for not having time for you, Ms. O’Shea.”

Giselle forced a smile as she said tenderly, “Of course I will.’