Giving in to Her Rebellious Streak

Chapter 125

"We're divorced," Yasmin retorted.

Blake glanced at her and said, "Even so, you still belong to me."

His words left no room for doubt.

Yasmin was completely confused now.

Just what was going on in Blake's mind?

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While Yasmin was lost in thought, Erik's voice suddenly rang out, "Hey, Blake. Come down for a second. I need to talk to you."

Erik had parked his car in the yard and was shouting from the first floor.

Blake's expression turned sour as he let go of Yasmin. Then, he simply said, "Get some rest first."

Yasmin could feel his mood shift, and worried that something bad might happen, she quickly grabbed his sleeve and said, "What are you going to do?"

"You don't need to know. Just get some sleep." Blake then removed Yasmin's hand and adjusted her blanket before leaving.

But Yasmin's eyes were still wet with tears.

Anxious, she ignored the stabbing pain in her feet and limped toward the balcony.

Meanwhile, Blake had already gone to the yard and had just sent a punch in Erik's direction.

Caught off guard by the attack, Erik staggered backward as blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

He then spat out the blood from his mouth and shot Blake a look of disbelief. "Why did you hit me?"

"Don't ever get close to her again." Blake's tone was cold.

Yasmin watched the scene unfold from upstairs.

Blake rarely hit anyone, but now, he'd hit Erik because of her.

Yasmin was shocked. She'd never thought that Blake would ever hit his friends.

What's more, Joel had told her before that Erik had admired Blake ever since he was a kid and would always follow Blake around—Erik was practically like a younger brother to them.

As Erik wiped the blood from his lips, he looked at Blake and said, "Haven't you already divorced her? Giselle's pregnant with your child now, so perhaps you should be nice to her instead of two- timing her."

Earlier, when Erik had questioned Giselle about the father of her child, she'd told him that it was Blake.

Hence, not wanting Yasmin and Blake to be alone together, Erik decided to rush over.

He didn't know how to describe what he was feeling, but he just didn't want the two to be alone together.

Blake then grabbed Erik's neck and pulled him close. "What goes on between us is none of your business."

Blake had always been a man of few words.

Afraid that Blake might actually kill Erik, Yasmin yelled, "Blake, let him go!"

But Blake merely shot her a cold look.

Erik, however, was surprised.

His neck was still in Blake's tight grip, so he had trouble turning his head to look at Yasmin.

Meanwhile, Yasmin was standing barefoot on the balcony as she worriedly watched the two men.

Erik had never expected her to stand up for him.

"I'm calling the police if you don't let go, Blake." Yasmin quickly pulled out her phone.

If she couldn't stop him, then she'd let the police take care of this.

Blake sneered.

Then, he flinged Erik aside and began making his way back into the house.

When Erik could finally talk again, he stood back up to chase after Blake.

However, Blake had already entered the house and slammed the door shut.

"Open the door!" Erik pounded on the door.

But Blake simply ignored his cries as he stalked up to the second floor.

Worried that Blake might hurt Yasmin, Erik ran back to the yard and shouted, "Blake's going upstairs. Hurry up and lock the door! Don't let him hurt you."

Yasmin's eyes widened.

How did things turn out this way?

But Yasmin didn't have time to ponder over this question. Instead, she pushed past her pain and limped over to close the door.

However, Blake was already at her door by then.

Startled, Yasmin hurriedly closed the door.

However, the door couldn't fully close, and with a simple tug, Blake swung the door open.

As Blake inched closer, Yasmin frightfully stepped backward.

At that moment, Blake's handsome face bore a chilling resemblance to the devil.