After what felt like an eternity of chatting and laughter, the group had indulged in quite a few drinks.

Derek, ever the cautious one, had managed to hold back, but even he felt like he was floating on his way out.

Yasmine, who had never been one to hold her liquor, had craftily dodged a few rounds, but still ended up in a dizzy whirl.

And Nick, he was utterly plastered.

Yasmine instructed Derek to help Nick, directing them straight to the hotel. Whether Nick was a lightweight or not was beside the point. Relationships needed to be cemented. The suite at the hotel was her way of showing goodwill.

People said Nick was easily swayed, and that was largely true. Get on his good side, and he was putty in your hands. That was something worth praising, after all.d2

No matter how domineering his mother was, the family business was eventually going to be his.

On the way to the hotel, whether it was the drinks or motion sickness, Yasmine felt nauseous. As soon as they arrived, she dashed out of the car and bent over at the roadside to vomit.

“You okay?” Derek asked, pulling Nick out of the car and looking helplessly between him and Yasmine.

Yasmine waved him off, “Go on in. I’ll be there in a bit.”

Derek suggested, “You know, you might as well not go back tonight. Let’s just get a couple more rooms and stay here.”

“Sure.” Yasmine agreed, feeling like she couldn’t take much more. Alcohol really wasn’t her friend.

After purging what she could, Yasmine straightened up, wiped her mouth, and walked into the hotel lobby. She asked the front desk for a glass of water, rinsed her mouth, and then collapsed onto a table in the lobby’s sitting area. Her head was pounding, and she dreaded standing up, fearing the world would spin out of control.

When Boyd returned to the hotel and saw a familiar figure slumped over a table in the lounge, he staggered over. He knew her too well. Touching her flushed face, he softly called, “Yasmine…”

The receptionist handed Boyd his ID with a suspicious glance at the scene unfolding before them. “Do you know her, sir?”

Boyd smiled faintly, “Yes, she’s… she’s my girlfriend, and the mother of my child.”

The receptionist looked doubtfully at the pair of young adults before her. After Boyd picked Yasmine up in his arms.

her brows and lifted her gaze to glance

“Yeah… it’s me…”

been a long time since she called him by his name. Boyd couldn’t help but

name Yasmine had

though groggy, instinctively resisted Boyd’s embrace, but her strength was no

just held her closer, kissing her hair in the

anymore. You

anger and pushed harder against

kiss. No matter how she struggled, she couldn’t break

a kind of automatic ignition when they were together,

Yasmine was painfully aware of what had transpired. Boyd kept taking without end, incessantly calling

yet each time he stopped her in his own way.

finally over, the dawn was breaking. Pushing away the sleeping man, Yasmine got out of bed, found

face and left the room. As she opened the door, she came face-to-face with Serana standing in the hallway. Serana’s smile, tinged with surprise,

slightly protruding belly. “Is this

mood for conversation, simply walked past,

blinked, diverting her

forgiven him?” Serana

fixed on the empty corridor ahead, then slowly turned around.

was investigating Boyd, looking into his past, and it led them to me. If I’m not mistaken, that person is Boyd’s biological brother. He’s determined to take Boyd back to B Country. I believe Boyd has met him. I think going back would be

looked at her calmly,

you. Either forgive him and go to B

a long moment. “Will you go back

answer right away. Ever since Boyd asked her whether she wanted to keep the baby three months ago in the hospital, Boyd hadn’t shown his face to her again. If it weren’t for that detective digging around

and him, but let me make one thing crystal clear—I will never forgive him. Never. You want to be with him? Fine, be with him. But Serana, just know this: happiness will

to have his own kids with another woman. How could he? He’s taken that right away from me. How could he even think about being a dad again after what he’s done? And then there’s the thought of

drained of color, and her

so worked up, Serana. I’m just stating the facts.

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