Giving in to Her Rebellious Streak

Chapter 56

“Alright.” Ivan bade Giselle goodbye, then left with Yasmin.

Yasmin walked for a bit. Suddenly, she turned her head to see Giselle pointing her phone at them, taking a photo of her and Ivan.

Their eyes met.

Giselle lowered her phone. Then, she cocked her head and smiled.

Yasmin knew that Giselle was going to show the photo of her and Ivan to Blake.

What a scheming little vixen.

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was.

And she wasn’t wrong. After getting back, Giselle texted Blake, “Blake, do you know what Yasmin is up to? I saw her and Ivan together at the hospital earlier.”

Confused, Blake replied with a question mark.

Giselle sent the photo of Yasmin and Ivan. “I saw Ivan taking Yasmin to the hospital. Ivan was holding her purse, and they looked intimate.”

Blake was in the middle of dinner at home. When he saw the photo, he was shocked.

“Sir, the chicken soup is ready. Shall I fetch you a bowl now, or would you like to have it with Mrs. Ford after she comes home?” Mary asked.

After Blake got home that night, she had specially made him a nutritious soup.

Blake looked at it. Suddenly, he felt dispirited. “Wait for her to come home, then have her drink it.”

After getting in the car, Ivan asked Yasmin, “Are we still getting dinner?”

Yasmin felt a little uneasy. Hearing his words, she replied, “Maybe next time since my arm is injured. Next time, I’ll treat you to a meal, Mr. Burke.”

“That sounds great. How does the day after tomorrow sound?” Ivan smiled at her.

Yasmin nodded. “Sure.”

Along the way home, they drove past a café. Ivan suddenly stopped the car and said, ‘ Yasmin, give me a minute.”

“Alright,” Yasmin answered. She waited for him quietly in the car while he got down.

Her phone buzzed. She took it out to find a text from Blake. “Where are you?”

When Yasmin saw that, her gut feeling told her that he already knew, so she didn’t bother hiding it. “I’m outside.”

Blake replied, “Are you on a date?”

Yasmin didn’t answer this text. Instead, she wanted to talk to him about it when she got home.

At that moment; Ivan returned. He gave her a slice of cake. “Since you didn’t eat anything tonight, I got you some cake. It’s delicious. Have it at home.”

Yasmin looked at it. It was a strawberry cake in a transparent box.

Ivan seemed to really like buying her strawberry–flavored things.

She took it from his hands. “Thank you, Mr. Burke. We didn’t manage to eat tonight, and I even troubled you to take me to the hospital. I can’t thank you enough.”

“It was no trouble at all. In any case, you only got into the accident because you were on the way to a blind date with me. I have the responsibility and obligation to take care of you,” Ivan said while driving.

Yasmin smiled. She lowered the window and let the night breeze mess up her hair.

She tucked her hair behind her ear, showing off her beautiful face.

Ivan glanced at her, and his breath was taken away.

Suddenly, her phone rang, disrupting the quiet in the car.

It was a phone call from Blake.

“Why didn’t you text me back?” Blake was standing in the backyard with a cloudy expression.

Yasmin pressed the phone to her ear and said calmly, “I’m outside. I’ll talk to you later.”

“Come home now.” Blake’s tone left no room for argument.

Yasmin bit her lip. “Okay. I’m on the way.”

With that, she hung up.

When she turned to the side, she found Ivan staring at her.