“Yasmine, don’t be scared. I won’t hurt you again. I’ll protect you, I swear you won’t get hurt again.”

Her body tensed, “Let go of me.” But Boyd only held her tighter.

Yasmine began to struggle, “Let go. You’re hurting me!”

Boyd immediately released her, his gaze scanning her body, his voice gravelly with concern. “Where?”

Yasmine pushed him away, “Stay away from me! I don’t need your protection right now. On the contrary, you just hurt me. Don’t come near me. Get out!”

Her roar halted Boyd’s advance, and after a lingering look, he indeed stepped back a few paces. “Don’t get worked up, I’ll get you a glass of water,” he said, trying to calm the situation.d2

Yasmine’s hands trembled slightly, barely able to contain her emotions.

When the door opened again, she flinched, but it wasn’t Boyd who entered.

“Madam, are you alright?” The maid asked, concern evident in her voice upon seeing Yasmine’s condition.

Yasmine shook her head.

“Mr. Boyd asked me to bring you water.”

She took the glass. The warmth seeping into her hands helped her calm down. “Where is he?” she inquired after taking a sip.

“He is in the study.”

Boyd spent the entire afternoon alone in the study, even missing dinner. At half-past eight, he reappeared in the room, a glass of milk in hand, as punctual as ever.

The next day, Yasmine visited Greenfield Village.

Three days later, Herschel unexpectedly showed up at the villa, so Yasmine stayed at home.

“Ms. Yasmine.” Herschel had always been respectful towards Yasmine, but he was not one to smile or speak much. A simple “Ms. Yasmine” from him sounded devoid of emotion.

Yasmine was puzzled by Herschel’s presence. After all, he was in charge of the affairs in Country B – it was unlikely he had time to spare for a visit here.

Despite knowing she shouldn’t pry, with Boyd’s recent odd behavior, she couldn’t help but ask, “What brings you here?”

“I’ve come to see Father.”

Of course.

“What’s… what’s wrong with him?”

you

her shawl tighter around her, “What should I

“Well, I’ll

his way straight to the study.

study, he noticed Yasmine trailing behind. He let the

inside, furrowed his brow upon

the desk

he scanned the room, “You can’t stay here

place to meddle in

“Ms. Yasmine may not be entirely indifferent to you. If you continue like this, you’ll not only frighten her but

won’t scare her. She worries about me? I don’t want her to worry. But I also want her to worry about me…. She doesn’t wish me well, and she hates me. If I’m doing

What was happening to Boyd? Why would

will worry about

She hates me. Get out. I’m not at the point where you

hates you, yes, but she forced you away and now wants to leave you. Do you think it’s all

it was all for. She hated him, even though she knew he loved her. She chose to marry another man to punish him, to

anyone even need to ask? He knew

you to live a life filled with guilt and pain. However, whether it was the time you forced her to leave or now that she’s determined to leave you, she doesn’t want to see you suffering. You may suffer, but don’t let her see it. So father, if you truly love her, it’s

grip tightened, her eyes flickered,

Boyd’s voice carried from the

a sigh, “She refuses to compromise. You know this clinging won’t elicit any response from

filled the study for a

so

study with a stern face, crossing paths with Yasmine. Their eyes met

did Yasmine speak, “What’s wrong

his suit jacket and sank onto the couch. “As

she scoffed. “Driven mad by me? Well, I must really be a curse. Tell him to release this curse,

heard him.

were back

you’ve come all this way to do

him to live like a normal person for a few more years.

former,” Yasmine declared,

even half the indifference you do,

unfazed. “So how do you suppose

of person this woman was, yet he had to admit, she had a knack for getting under his skin. His father’s downfall wasn’t without reason, after all. “He refuses to go back home with me. So make it

should I say? That I don’t hold a grudge, and

presence over her. “You better not rile him up. He’s had a

pain of a heart attack,

a dry chuckle. “She was pushed down the stairs

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