Chapter 95


    "That''s none of your business." ke''s tone was gloomy.


    Yasmin paused, pulled out a tie, and expertly wrapped it around his neck. She skillfully tied a knot.


    That was right. He had Giselle now. He didn''t need her care anymore. Giselle, with her refined


    manner, would surely know how to knot a tie.


    When she was done with the tie, Yasmin took out a tie pin and secured it to his cor. He looked


    incredibly handsome in the suit. He exuded an aloof presence that kept people at a distance.


    "All done." Yasmin smiled, ready to leave. ke suddenly wrapped his arms around her and pulled


    her closer.


    She looked up and found herself almost nose-to-nose with his deep, chiseled features. They locked


    eyes.


    He asked in a deep voice, "Is there anything else you want to say?"


    His warm breath brushed her tender lips.


    Yasmin''s expression faltered before she regained herposure.


    "I hope you find happiness after the divorce." Yasmin swallowed the bitterness in her heart as she


    forced the words out of her mouth.


    It was the final stretch. She reminded herself that she shouldn''t look back now.


    She reached out and pressed her hand against ke''s chest. "Your leg is still injured. Don''t hug


    me. You might get a second cast."


    ke''s gaze went cold. He thought she had something to say, so he gave her the chance.


    Unbeknownst to him, she decided to humiliate herself.


    ke chuckled. "Yasmin, if life doesn''t treat you well after the divorce, don''te looking for me."


    Yasmin nodded. "I will live my life well. Don''t worry."


    ke was at a loss for words. He abruptly let her go, grabbed his walker, and exited the bedroom.


    Yasmin stood behind him, feeling an inexplicable mncholy.


    They got into the car. Malcolm asked, "Mr. Ford, where to?"


    "City Hall," ke said with his eyes closed.


    Malcolm was surprised. He looked at Yasmin. "Mrs. Ford, are you and Mr. Ford..."


    "Yes, we''re getting divorced." Yasmin nodded with a smile.


    Malcolm''s usuallyposed face showed signs of confusion. The idea that ke and Yasmin were


    getting divorced seemed imusible. After all, it seemed as if ke was...


    He turned to look at ke.


    ke sat upright with closed eyes and said nothing.


    "Malcolm, let''s go. It''s already 10:00 am. If we dy any longer, it will be noon soon."


    Malcolm reluctantly started the car.


    During the whole trip, ke was silent.


    Yasmin couldn''t help but steal nces at him. After all, he was the man she had loved for two years


    —the one she considered her husband and who she had trusted.


    Now that she had to let go of all that, she felt a little reluctant.


    "What are you looking at?" ke suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her.


    Yasmin was startled. She smiled. "I just realized that gray suits you quite well."


    Mysterious and cold in ck, but calm and introverted in gray. Both suited him.


    "Is that all?" ke raised an eyebrow, his eyes fixed on her.


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    "Yeah." Yasmin nodded.


    Just then they arrived at the city hall.


    Yasmin nced outside and whispered, "We''re here."


    ke shed a nce outside, then turned to stare at her, "If you have anything else to say, I''ll hear


    you out onest time."


    Yasmin gripped her bag tightly.


    She wanted to ask him if Giselle''s child was really his. Would he have left Giselle if they had never


    divorced? Would he help get Stuart out of prison?


    But she knew those questions were out of her reach.


    He hated Stuart, and the whole world was against them being together.


    Exining further would onlyplicate things again and upset everyone.


    Instead of this marriage, she had chosen her father. "Let''s go. I have to meet Ivanter this


    afternoon."


    ke''s lips curled into a sneer. He opened the door and got out.


    Yasmin followed as ke pushed his walker toward the entrance to the city hall.


    Malcolm ran to help him.


    "Don''t. I can walk on my own." He pushed Malcolm away and instructed, "Wait in the car. You don''t


    have to follow us."


    "Got it." Malcolm looked at Yasmin. His face showed some hesitation, but he couldn''t say anything.


    Yasmin nodded at him before following ke into the city hall.


    Couples who went to the city hall to get divorced all wore stern expressions.