Jasmine's POV
I tiptoed into the office and made way to dad's desk. I scurried through the desk, hoping to find anything to at least give me a hint.
After almost an hour of endless searching, I came across some documents binded together. It seems weird because those documents were kept along with a document from ten years ago. It was so obvious that my dad was keeping it a secret.
“What the hell are you hiding, dad?” I muttered beneath my breath. All of a sudden, I heard fast approaching footsteps, almost like someone was running towards my direction.
“Aahh!!” I screamed as soon as I noticed someone's presence.
“Miss Jasmine, it's Julia.” Julia's voice ran through, and I sighed in relief.
“Why were you running? You scared the shit out of me. I thought that was Dad, what have you got?” I asked her, and she placed some documents on the desk.
“I think you might want to see for yourself, Miss.” She said, and I frowned.
I exhaled sharply as I picked the paper up, and my curiosity heightened through the roof. I was scared through the papers swiftly, trying to memorise every little detail.
The paper fell off my hand as they grew weak and numb. I looked up at Julia, horrified, to say the least.
“There has to be an explanation for this. How did this happen without my approval? All the company's money gone? Who the fuck authorised the transaction?” I yelled, my eyes wet with tears.
“Its only the chairman that could have made such a move. He's the only one who has a higher authority than you.” Julia explained logically.
I immediately flipped through the document that I found and read through.
“No…” I slammed my fist on the desk repeatedly in anger. My face flushed as I clamped my palm hard on the desk, causing my fingers to bleed.
“Ma'am…” Julia called. I sat down for a while, drawing deep breaths in hopes of calming down, but that didn't work.
“We will see tomorrow. Lock the doors and go home.” I said and stormed out of the office.
I arrived at the mansion and headed straight to my dad's study room. That's where he usually is at this time.
“Dad!!” I yelled my voice thundering the hallways.
“Dad!!” I screamed this time, anger ravaging my being.
“Jasmine, why are you shouting in such a manner. It's late and everyone is asleep. I'm tired and want to sleep. And if this is about your marriage to Blake. Quit trying to stop it, because it's going to take place.” My dad said and I slammed the documents on the floor.
Mu dad flinched and almost tripped on the bed. He looked at me and picked up the documents. I guess he recognised one of them right away because his face dropped immediately.
“How did you find this? What are you… Where you going through my stuffs?” He questioned and I chuckled softly.
“I don't think that's the important thing now. Do you mind explaining yourself?” I asked, and he snorted.
“I don't have to explain anything to you. It's my company and I will do whatever I please with it.” He retorted.
“Well too bad for you, because guess what? I'm the CEO of that company, and what's worse? I'm the one you promised to the Remigton family in exchange for Mr Remigton clearing the debt you incurred through gambling!!” I yelled and threw my hands in the air.
I slammed my palm on my forehead in frustration and paced around the room with my other hand on my waist.
“How could you gamble away all our money, dad? You have not only put our family in trouble, but the company has gone bankrupt as well.” I continued.
“I knew you had gambling problems, but I didn't think it was this bad. We have gone broke because you were so careless and irresponsible.” I added.
“I've been working so hard to pull the company out of debts. And now that I'm this close to succeeding, you go ahead and do this?” My eyes stung with tears as I felt utterly shattered.
“It was an honest mistake, darling. I didn't know the bet would go that way. But we have a solution. Mr Remigton already paid the debts from that night. As soon as you marry Blake, he will invest heavily in the company, and it will be as though nothing happened.” My dad explained and I felt even more pathetic.
“So you threw me under the bus, traded my pride, just so you can save yourself?” My voice trembled as I spoke as I was so close to breaking down.
“I did it for the company, I did it for all or us.” He insisted and scoffed.
“You should have thought of the company when you were gambling it away. You made this mess, and you will be the one to fix it. I don't care how you do it, but I'm not marrying Blake Remigton.” I concluded and stormed out of his room.
“You do not have a choice here. It's been settled.” My dad's voice followed me, making my stomach churn in disgust.
The following morning, I stood in front of the mirror as I applied the last bit of makeup. I checked through my outfit, making sure I looked perfect. I sprayed some perfume and headed out of the house.
I arrived at the Remigton groups and made way to the reception. All the busy activities of a Wednesday morning stopped as everyone turned to look at me the minute I stepped into the company.
“I would like to see Mr Blake Remigton.” I said to the receptionist.
“Do you have an appointment?” She asked me and I shook my head.
“No… But tell him the CEO of Carter Coporation, Jasmine Carter, would like to see him.” I mentioned to her.
Blake’s POVI stood at the usual spot, the one where Jasmine and I always met. It was late at night. The sky was dark, but the moon gave enough light to see the empty street. I had been waiting for almost an hour. Every time I heard footsteps or a shadow moved, I thought it was her.But no one came.I checked the time again and again but it kept on ticking without her appearance. Maybe she was not coming. Maybe something had happened. I pushed my hands inside my pockets and looked down the street again. Still nothing.“She’s not coming,” I whispered to myself. My voice sounded broken in the quiet night.I stayed a few more minutes. Hope kept me rooted there. But as time went on, the hope faded. My legs felt heavy and tired from standing in hours waiting for her. My heart hurt. I finally sighed and turned to leave.I had only taken a few steps when a sharp whistle cut through the silence.I froze. Slowly, I turned around.A woman stood a few feet away, her hands on her hips. Her eyes l
Jasmine’s POVI walked back slowly, my steps light as if the ground could betray me. My heart was still racing. Blake’s face lingered in my mind, his eyes, his smile. For a moment, I wanted to turn back, run into his arms, and press my lips to his. But I stopped myself. No. Not now. Not here. I had to control it. If I went back, I might never return. His eyes had lit up when he saw the baby, when he held and cradled him in his arms, when his lips met with his cheeks. He didn't want to let go of the baby and I thought I'd have to plead with him to let go. I reached the back door and slipped inside like a thief. The house was quiet, too quiet, the kind that makes your skin prickle. I held my breath, listening. No sound. Good.I hurried to the bedroom to the crib and placed the baby in it. He was curled and sleeping peacefully, her tiny fist curled to her face. I didn't know what Blake did to him to make him keep quiet. He looked peaceful, and for a second, I smiled. I bent down and ki
Blake’s POVI looked at her. My heart wanted to pull her close and never let her go, but her eyes told me something else. She looked scared. Tired. I swallowed hard and said softly, “So… you need more time?”She nodded. “Yes, Blake. Please… just give me time.”Time.Time. The word hit me like a punch. That word hurt like any other thing. I wanted her now. I wanted to hold her, to come with me, leave the blasted man behind, and never look back and take her far from him, make her mine again. But I also knew I couldn’t force her. I saw the fear in her voice and I knew forcing her would only push her away. And it was the last thing I wanted. I swallowed hard. “More time?” I asked slowly, just to make sure I heard right.“Yes,” she whispered again. Her fingers twisted together like she was nervous.I let out a slow breath. “Alright,” I said, even though it felt like cutting my own skin. “If that’s what you want… I’ll give you time.”She looked at me then, and for a moment, I saw it—the sam
Jasmine pov I stood frozen, his words still ringing in my ears. Did he just say he had proof of us being together? I don't know if I should believe his words or just overlook it. But the look in his eyes says he was damn serious about what he just said. “I have evidence.” he repeated again loud and clear as if I didn't hear him the first time. My lips trembled. My heart thudded so hard I felt it in my throat. I shivered from the cold and from the weight of his words. “Evidence?” I whispered. My voice barely came out. “What… What do you mean by evidence ?”Blake didn’t blink. His jaw was tight, and his eyes burned like fire. I could see he wanted to prove to me he meant every one of his words. “You said we weren’t meant to be. You said maybe we weren’t happy. You said maybe the universe didn't want us together which is why we're standing here like strangers. But I’m telling you, that’s a lie. I can prove it that we're meant to be. And we've been together in the past.”“Blake…” My v
Jasmine povThe morning came slowly, but my heart was already racing. I wanted Daniel out of the house. I needed him to leave as soon as possible .He stretched beside me and kissed my cheek like nothing was wrong. “Good morning, baby.”“Morning,” I said softly, forcing my lips into a weak smile.He touched my hair and studied my face. “You look pale. Are you sure you’re okay?”“I’m fine.” My voice cracked a little, but I prayed he didn’t notice.He leaned closer and whispered, “Are you strong enough now? Just a quick one before work.”My stomach knotted into something like disgust. “Daniel…” I pulled the blanket up, trying to hide my shaking hands. “You’ll be late.”He chuckled. “Five minutes won’t make me late.”“I can’t.” I looked down at my hands. “My waist still hurts from the fall. It’s bad today.”He frowned and sat up. “You’ve been saying that every day. Your waist always hurts you even when you don't fall.”“Because it still hurts every day,” I said quickly. “Please, Daniel.
Jasmine’s POVI locked the bathroom door and sat on the edge of the bathtub. My hands shook as I stared at the envelope. It felt heavy even though it was just paper inside. I pressed my lips together, trying to breathe, but my chest felt tight.“This is it,” I whispered to myself. “Just open it.”I tore the top carefully so I wouldn’t make noise. The paper slid out, smooth and cold against my fingers. My heart pounded louder than the sound of water dripping from the tap. I unfolded the paper slowly and read the words.I froze.I blinked hard, thinking maybe my eyes were lying, but the words stayed the same. Daniel is not the father.“No…” I shook my head, my voice breaking. “No, no, no…”I covered my mouth with both hands, feeling my body shake. My eyes burned and tears slid down my face. I tried to stop them, but they kept coming.“Daniel… he lied to me. All this time, he lied.”I let out a shaky breath and pressed my back against the cold wall. Memories flooded my head. The way he a