Chapter 128


    ke countered, "You can still be my maid even though we''re divorce though."


    Yasmin was bbergasted. "ke, are you out of your mind? Why are you forcing your ex-wife to


    be your maid? What will your new wife think when she finds out?"


    "What she thinks has nothing to do with you. Focus on your work and pay off your debt."


    With that, ke got up and left.


    Yasmin felt an overwhelming urge to beat him up to death.


    She couldn''t help but slump on the sofa and sigh in frustration.


    How did she meet such a trash man?


    She didn''t get any financial support from the divorce, and worse still, the jerk even demanded


    compensation for the bag.


    …


    In the middle of the night, ke pushed open the door and entered the room to find Yasmin


    sleeping soundly on the bed.


    Her leg was exposed outside the nket, and she was even unaware that her skirt slid up to her


    waist.


    "You still kick away your nket." ke shook his head and switched on the dim wall light. Then, he


    opened a tube of ointment and applied it to the blisters on Yasmin''s feet.


    After that, he quietly stared at her and caressed her delicate cheek.


    Yasmin was still in a daze due to her sleep.


    Then, when she opened her eyes, she saw someone applying something on her feet.


    But unfortunately, she couldn''t discern who the person was.


    The next day, Mary knocked on the door from outside. "Mrs. Ford, are you awake?"


    "What is it?" Yasmin opened her drowsy eyes and shouted hoarsely.


    Soon after, Mary entered the room and said, "Mrs. Ford, Mr. Ford has called for you."


    "Why is he calling me over?" Yasmin rubbed her eyes.


    Then, she realized that a piece of gauze was taped to her sole when she got out of the bed.


    She was dumbfounded and couldn''t recall when the gauze had been stuck on.


    Immediately after, Yasmin had a suspicion that the man she''d seen when she was half-asleep the


    night before was, in fact, ke.


    It seemed like ke had treated her injury and even taped the gauze on to function like a band-aid


    for her.


    Yasmin suddenly felt a stir in her heart.


    Then, she walked over to the master bedroom and pushed open the door.


    There, she found ke sitting on the sofa.


    The ck loungewear he wore entuated his tall figure and made him look cold, yet captivating at


    the same time.


    Yasmin then subconsciously nced at ke''s left leg that had suffered from a fracture.


    It made her wonder about his situation now as she thought about what had happenedst night.


    ke had moved around so easily despite having carried her. So, perhaps his leg was fine now?


    "What are you staring at?" ke spoke up while Yasmin was still upied by her thoughts.


    Yasmin quickly recollected her thoughts and approached him, saying, "Nothing. Why did you call


    me over?"


    ke then handed over a document. "Take a look," he said.


    Yasmin nced at the document and realized that it was awyer''s letter with 400 thousand dors


    at stake!


    Yasmin had a strong urge to tear the document apart.


    Why was this jerk treating her debt so urgently?


    Yasmin frowned and stared at ke. "Like I said, I have no money now!"


    She only had a certain designated amount in her bank ount for Victor to pay off his debt first.


    ke shot Yasmin a nce and added nonchntly, "If you can''t pay me now, then read the


    document."


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    Yasmin then redirected her attention to the document again—it stated herpliance to work as a


    maid to repay the debt.


    Working as a maid for one month would deduct three thousand dors from the debt. Hence, she


    was required to serve as a maid until the debt amounting to 400 thousand dors was cleared.


    Yasmin did a calction, and the result shocked her so much that her eyes were wide open as she


    said, "The monthly sry is three thousand dors. That means 36 thousand dors a year. I''d


    have to work as your maid for 11 years to pay off the 400-thousand-dor debt."


    "Pay me back now if you don''t like how it sounds then." ke didn''t offer any room for negotiation.


    Yasmin''s demeanor soured at the mention of money. "Do we have any other way?"


    ke then began sizing her figure up.


    But Yasmin immediately held her chest and shouted, "Stop! I''m not selling my body!"


    "Then work obediently as my maid." ke picked up his phone and ordered, "Go fetch me some


    clothes."


    Resigned to the situation, Yasmin walked to the dressing room.


    However, she realized something was amiss when she grabbed his clothes.


    What was the difference between being his maid now versus her former lifestyle before?


    If anything, the new circumstances left her feeling more aggrieved.