Semua Bab A Deal With Mr.Remington: Bab 81 - Bab 89

Jasmine POV I sat at the corner table, staring at the empty chair across from me. My hands played with the spoon on the table. I had been here for thirty minutes and there was no sign of him yet.I checked the door again. People walked in and out, but not him. My heart kept beating fast, and I didn’t even know why.“What am I doing here?” I whispered under my breath. I should leave before someone sees me. Before Daniel sees I've rebelled against him. The way he spoke the previous night frightened me and I couldn't help but think what he'd do to me if he found I actually disobeyed him.“This was an idea." I whispered as I stood up slowly to return to the house. My legs felt heavy as I walked toward the door. My mind screamed at me to run back home before it was too late. I pulled the glass door open, ready to step outside, and then I froze.He was there.Blake.His face was right in front of mine. My lips parted, but no words came out. My chest rose and fell like I had just run for mi

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

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’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

Jasmine pov I sat on the edge of the bed, my heart pounding. My hands refused to stay still; they shook so much I had to hide them in my lap. The room was quiet, too quiet. I could hear the sound of my breath, and even that felt loud.The door creaked open. My maid stepped inside with her head bent low. She looked nervous, her eyes darting to the corners of the room before they landed on me. She closed the door quickly and walked toward me.“Madam,” she whispered, glancing over her shoulder. “He is in the study. I don’t have much time.”Her hand slid from under her apron, and I froze when I saw what she held. A phone.I looked at her, then at the phone, and back at her again. My lips parted, but no words came out.“Take it,” she whispered again. Her fingers trembled as if the phone burned her skin.“No,” I shook my head. “I… I can’t.” My voice cracked. “If he finds out—”“He won’t,” she cut me off quickly. “You have to trust me. This is from someone who cares about you.”“Who?” I whi