Chapter 1643
Yasmine’splexion immediately darkened. “Chloe is my flesh and blood. You have nothing to do
with her!”
“But she is now my daughter–inw! You could say she’s my daughter too, so I owe you a big
thanks.”
Yasmine’s lips were almost a thin line. Her mood was extremely foul
“Even though you don’t want to admit it, it’s the truth, isn’t it? Chloe is a good girl, and you deserve
a lot of credit! Don’t worry, even though Chloe isn’t my biological child, I will love her as if she were!
You canpletely trust me with her!”
Yasmine’s face grew darker. “I’m not dead! Why should I hand Chloe over to you? She’s my
daughter “c2
“Yasmine, your words aren’t right. Chloe is carrying my son’s twins in her belly, and they are already
legally married. It’s a done deal. Even if you want to back out, it’s toote, isn’t it? Since she’s my
daughter–inw, of course I’m going to treat her as well as my own daughter. Wouldn’t that put you
more at ease?”
Elizabeth showed no anger; she was all smiles and even handed the bowl of chicken soup to
Yasmine.
“Come on, Yasmine, have some chicken soup!”
Yasmine was so angry she almost spilled the bowl of soup, but her good upbringing kept her from
doing so. Taking a nce at the bowl of soup in Elizabeth’s hands, she let out a coldugh. “So
that’s where Damon gets his shamelessness from!”
Elizabeth chuckled. “To win a woman’s heart, being shameless is a must, isn’t it?”
Yasmine clenched her fists. She had always had a hard time dealing with people like this. No matter
how harsh her words were, they seemed to have no effect on people like Elizabeth. It was as if they
were wearing armor.
For a while, she was so angry she didn’t know what to say. Just then, she noticed the bowl of soup
that Elizabeth was still holding and took it. I’m not a man, so you don’t have to be shameless in front
of me!” As Yasmine spoke, she brought the bowl to her lips.
Elizabeth still had a smile all over her face and let out a chuckle Isn’t this just me trying to win your
heart? It’s no different from pursuing a lover, so just think of it as me courting you!”
“Pfft. ” Yasmine suddenly spat out the soup that had just entered her mouth.
Even Yasmine herself didn’t expect such an ungraceful act Elizabeth was not expecting it either,
and got a face full of soup
Chloe was watching this scene from another room through an one–way ss. She blinked, looking
at the silent stand–off between Elizabeth and Yasmine in the rehabilitation room, an
couldn’t help butugh. These two were quite aedy duo when together.
“You… you alright?” Feeling a bit embarrassed and guilty for her outburst, Yasmine asked
Elizabeth.
Elizabeth was a bit stunned, so she touched her face and forced a smile. “No… no problem! I’m
chasing you, aren’t I? Even if you spat on me, I’d have to believe it smells like roses…”
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These words caused Yasmine’s face to contort uncontrobly.
Chloe heard Elizabeth’s words and burst intoughter again. She was such a character, she was
just too entertaining. No wonder her father–inw, Royce, a typically cool and detached man, was
smitten with her. If you had such a person by your side, how could life ever be
boring?
Seeing her mother’s repeated loss ofposure, she had a hunch. It wouldn’t be long before
her mother might have actually been won over by her mother–inw.
Yasmine, with a stern face, ced the bowl of soup back onto the coffee table. “Is this what you call
chicken soup? I think you’re just trying to murder me so you can have my daughter all to yourself!”
Elizabeth frowned. “How could you say that? I spent nearly two hours making that pot of chicken
soup! I put my whole heart into it. How could you say such a thing?”
Yasmine snorted, “Why don’t you try your heartfelt soup and see what it tastes like?”
Still frowning, Elizabeth took a sip from the bowl of soup Yasmine had just put down. Two seconds
after it entered her mouth, she spat it out. Luckily, Yasmine had the foresight to steer her wheelchair
away from the line of fire.
“Tastes like vinegar!”
Yasmine looked at Elizabeth, whose face was all scrunched up from the sour taste, and her lips
twitched. Her eyes were filled with a hint of amusement. “Who’s the cook here? Isn’t it you?”
Elizabeth, looking particrly disgusted, pushed the bowl of soup to the farthest corner of the coffee
table. “Then don’t drink it! It was supposed to be just simple boiled chicken soup I only added a bit
of cooking wine and vinegar… could it be, I mistook the white vinegar for cooking wine?”
Yasmine put a hand to her forehead, concealing the amusement in her eyes. Her voice, however,
was as cold as ever, “So your heartfelt soup tastes like vinegar? That’s a bit too
much for me to stomach!”
“Next time! Next time, I won’t add vinegar!” Elizabeth raised her hand in a solemn pledge.
“No need. Just focus on your husband I don’t need your concern.”
Elizabeth stepped forward and grabbed Yasmine’s arm, threading her own through it and holding it
tightly, forcing intimacy “Stop being so formal with me. A husband is someone
you’ve already won, so there’s no thrill in that anymore! I’m more interested in you now!”
Chloe was speechless.
What the… was she being serious? Once you got something, it was not so special anymore?
That was such a ssic yboy mentality, how could she say it so naturally? If her father–inw,
Royce, heard this, he would explode!
Yasmine was taken aback by Elizabeth’s move, and instinctively tried to struggle, but Elizabeth held
on tightly and wouldn’t let go.
“Are you harassing me?”
Elizabeth, “We’re just getting to know each other better.”
Yasmine, “Have you always been this forward?”
Elizabeth, “What can I say? You caught my eye.”
Yasmine grimaced, and for a moment, she really wanted to curse out loud.
This shameless woman.
Chloe was standing in the corner, silently sweating bullets for Elizabeth. She couldn’t recall her
mother ever having to deal with someone as audacious and tant as Elizabeth. She was afraid
that her mother’s temper would re and things would turn ugly.
But her mother’s face, although displeased, showed no signs of imminent explosion. In fact, she
even saw traces of resigned eptance on her mother’s face, subtle but undeniable.