The Billionaire's Affair Bk.4 A Poor Man's Heart

"Mrs. Ford, Mr. Ford's back."

"Really?" Yasmin Starr was busy with her drafts. When she heard that her husband was back, her eyes lit up. She drew the curtains before her to see a Rolls-Royce Cullinan driving along the path leading to the villa.

She saw a man in the car. His handsome face was visible from where she stood; his actions and carriage exuded a regal air.

It really was him!

Yasmin's heart started racing. Her face burned at the thought of the things they did whenever he came home. Every kiss they shared was searing and passionate. It made her shy yet nervous.

Just then, the door to her room swung open. Blake Ford walked in.

Yasmin smiled at him. "Mr. B!"

"Come here." He loosened his tie.

She walked over to him shyly. In the next second, he pulled her into his arms and gave her a hard kiss. She moaned before sinking into the kiss. Then, he carried her to the bed and had his way with her.

Blake looked like the celibate and gentle type, but he was no gentleman when it came to sex. He wouldn't let Yasmin off the hook without making her cry.

Yasmin shut her eyes as she savored the experience. This time, Blake was wilder than he'd ever been. He was only satiated when she begged him to stop with tears streaming down her face.

He lifted the sheets and strode into the bathroom. Shortly after, there was the sound of running water.

Yasmin remained in bed, lying there without an ounce of strength in her body. She and Blake had been secretly married for two years now. At first, it hadn't been a marriage of love. Her father had forced Blake to wed her.

So, in the beginning, he didn't like her much. But she adored him. She'd done everything she could to chase after him and treat him well. Finally, he'd returned her feelings.

Yasmin's heart pounded as she recalled how wild and enthusiastic he'd been tonight. She couldn't help feeling sweet. Would their marriage get better from now on?

Once she bore him a child, they'd be a happy family of three.

Suddenly, the bathroom door swung open. Blake walked out with a towel wrapped around his waist. He had an amazing body, but his expression seemed somewhat menacing.

He hadn't even wiped the beads of water dripping from his hair as he asked brusquely, "Are you pregnant?"

Blake held up a pregnancy test. It had been placed on the toilet bowl, where he'd taken it.

Yasmin sat up. She was a little scared of not being able to read him. "I don't know yet. I bought it this morning."

"Why did you buy it?"

"I've been feeling nauseous lately, and I haven't had much of an appetite. You told me to do a test if I had any symptoms." Yasmin's big eyes were filled with innocence.

Blake said, "Go do the test now."

"I'll wait until you're done showering." He was obviously not done yet.

"Do it. Now." His expression was frosty.

Yasmin didn't dare delay further. It just so happened that she needed to pee, so she did the test at the same time. A few minutes later, she walked out of the bathroom.

Blake was sitting on the couch. He looked up when he heard her come out. His eyes were like dark whirlpools as he looked at her. "How is it?"

"There's only one line, Mr. B." Yasmin was rather disappointed. She wasn't pregnant.

It was impossible to tell whether Blake's eyes were filled with disappointment or relief. He said calmly, "Get me something to wear."

"Are you still going out so late at night?"

"Yeah." His voice was as cold as ever.

Yasmin didn't say anything else. She went to the walk-in wardrobe.

She was actually very disappointed about not being pregnant. Deep down, she wanted to bear a child. The Ford family wanted her to have a child, as did Blake. But no matter what treatments and supplements she'd taken over the past two years, she'd still failed to conceive.

Besides, she was reluctant to let Blake go. Over the two years of their marriage, her love for Blake had only grown deeper. He was always too busy for her, though.

Sometimes, he would be away from home for up to half a month. Now that they'd finally been reunited, he was leaving again.