Chapter 1615
Yasmine sat in silence outside the examination room, her face pale andposed, showing no
visible emotions. However, her hands, resting on herp, were tightly sped together, white–
knuckled, and trembling significantly.
Bryson watched helplessly from the side. Comfort was useless at this point. Moreover, Yasmine
never needed anyone’sfort. She knew that it was normal for humans to have emotions, but
how to control those emotions was also something beyond her
For years, Bryson had witnessed her bear each emotional wave alone. He had tried countless times
tofort her with clumsy words, only to learn that she understood these far more than he did.
He had a vague understanding of what was troubling hisdy The past was something she couldn’t
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Boyd arrived just as Chloe was taken into the examination room. Seeing Yasmine sitting safely in
the wheelchair in the corridor, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally dropped.
The corridor was lined with bodyguards he had arranged for Yasmine’s protection. Their postures
straightened, and their expressions became
even more solemn at his arrival.
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“Yasmine. “Boyd’s eyes were fixed on Yasmine, not daring to blink. He walked slowly towards her.
The stern expression he’d worn when he arrived softened in an instant at the sight of her “You’re
okay. That’s all that matters.”
What he had intended to say was. “Are you okay?”
But Yasmine, clever and quick as she was, knew that any words of concern were wasted on her.
Did she look like someone who neededfort? Bryson lowered his head to look at Yasmine, who
sat in the wheelchair unresponsive, and his expression gradually hardened. “Mr. Trotter, if there’s
nothing else, I suggest you leave. Thedy doesn’t want to see you.”
Boyd nced at him, his gaze as cold and piercing as an arrow crafted from ice. His aura was as
intimidating and ruthless as ever.
Yasmine said, “Put away your resentment, Boyd. There’s no one here who has wronged you.”
Every aspect of Boyd’s demeanor was hauntingly familiar to Yasmine. She found itughable. She
despised him, yet she was so familiar with him. Her words made Boyd retract his threatening aura.
He looked down at Yasmine, his gaze filled with nothing but her face. “I’ll wait with you until Chloe
comes out.”
“Get out.” Yasmine’s voice sounded incredibly calm, but it was also icy to the extreme. Even the
highly trained bodyguards around, regardless of their professionalposure, shuddered because
of Yasmine’s words.
He was the president of B Country, yet he was being treated like this? Daring to tell him to get out?
Indeed, those who were loved always seemed so fearless.
Yasmine’s words made Boyd, who was usually proud and self–assured, show a slight change in his
expression. He didn’t respond, but he didn’t leave either. He silently stood by Yasmine’s side, as if
insisting on waiting with her for Chloe toe out of the examination room.
Yasmine’s hands began to shake violently, her pupils trembled, and she seemed to be on the verge
of both endurance and copse. “Boyd, tell your men to leave, and go back to your B Country. Don’t
ever show up in front of me again, never”
Yasmine’s voice echoed in the silent corridor, carrying a distinct agitation that hit everyone’s ears.
The corridor fell into silence once again.
Bryson quickly stepped forward, his face cold. “Mr. Trotter, I ask that you leave immediately.”
Boyd remained in his spot, his gaze still locked on Yasmine. “I’ve said it before, I’ll wait with you until
Chloees out. You’re not in the right state of mind I won’t leave you alone”
“Huh” Yasmine suddenly scoffed. “But I don’t need you right now.”
She slowly lifted her head, her eyes filled with mocking irony. “Do you know how ironic it is for you to
be here, saying you want to apany me, Boyd?”
Boyd’s eyes seemed to be pierced by a sharp dagger, causing numerous cracks to form.
The room fell into silence again.
After a long while
“Are you tired? I can take you to the rest room to wait.” His words contradicted his actions, making it
clear that he had no intention of leaving. Once he made a decision, no one could easily change his
mind. As he said this, he bent down and was about to pick her up.
“Don’t touch me” The familiar yet strange aura suddenly enveloped her, and Yasmine raised her
hand, forcefully pushing him away.
A resounding pnded on Boyd’s chin. Everyone in the corridor gasped Yasmine, however,
seemed unaffected, her face cold and her voice devoid of any emotion
“I told you not to touch me. Get out You’re not needed here
Boyd stared at her silently for a moment, and in the end actually took two steps back. Yet it was only
two steps back. He still stood there, his eyes still locked on Yasmine’s face taut in the light, and
those cold, emotionless eyes
His gaze was a fervor that couldn’t be ignored, and Yasmine slowly closed her eyes
Another long silence ensued
“Boyd, there’s no need for you to demean yourself bying here to be my punching bag, allowing
me to hit and scold you without fighting back. Boyd slowly replied. That’s my business”
The corners of Yasmine’s lips curved up in a mocking smille “Sell as selfish as ever, huh ‘
Boyd remained silent
“Have you ever thought about how your presence disgusts others?”
Boyd’s lips tightened the depths of his eyes filled with profound pain
“Yasmine you don’t have to deliberately hurt me with much harsh words. I won’t take them to h?art
At his words. Yasmine slowly opened her eyes, her gaze falling on the ring of light on the bright floor
in front of her
“Deliberately” She murmured. Who said I did it on purpose? Where do you get the audacity to
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Boyd slowly lowered his gaze to look at her Yasmine gave a sarcasticugh, looking straight into his
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Boyd’s body stiffened abruptly
“She’s in the hospital now with me Bryson, and all the people arranged by her husband around her.
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