“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?”

Yasmine, you

her shawl tighter around her, “What should

twitched, “Well, I’ll go

another word, Herschel made his way straight to the study. Yasmine lingered a moment before

behind. He

furrowed his brow upon

The crystal ashtray on the desk was brimming

was chilly as he scanned the room, “You can’t

It’s not your place

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

want her to worry. But I also want her to worry about me…. She doesn’t wish me well,

What was happening to Boyd? Why

worry

out. I’m not at the

took a deep breath and said, “She hates you, yes, but she forced you away and now wants to leave you.

loved her. She chose to marry another man to punish him, to make him lose hope completely. The fact that she didn’t want to be with him now was also because of

anyone even need to

standing by the door and said slowly, “She hates you and wants to revenge on you. She wants 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

her eyes flickered,

the study,

clinging won’t elicit any response

study for

leave with me, so I’ll follow her wherever she

paths with

downstairs did Yasmine

onto the couch. “As you’ve seen, he’s

“Driven mad by me? Well, I must really be a curse. Tell him

him. He

they were back

this way to do

years. Either you two separate, or you go

take the former,” Yasmine declared, without a fraction of

indifference you do, he

unfazed. “So how do you

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.

a grudge, and he

over her. “You better not rile him up. He’s had a few spells before. Do you know how

of a heart attack, and took her

“She was pushed down the stairs during one

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