Giving in to Her Rebellious Streak

Chapter 115

Yasmin and Ivan stood at the gate. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Suddenly, Ivan asked, "Do you want to go in?"

"Huh?" Startled, Yasmin glanced at the lock on the gate. "But the gate is locked."

"Just climb over it." Ivan removed his suit jacket and began rolling up his sleeves. "I'll prop you up so you can climb over.

"Really?" Yasmin really wanted to go in and steal a peek. Fortunately, she was wearing flat shoes today. Although there were still some blisters on her feet, the pain was still bearable.

"Come on," Ivan said, crouching down. "Just don't be afraid."

"I won't be. I used to climb over it all the time." Yasmin grinned. In the past, she would sneak out and climb over the iron gate upon her return, so she knew what to do.

Propping one foot on Ivan's knee, she pushed herself over the iron gate.

Ivan swiftly climbed over as well.

As the two strolled into the villa, Yasmin began showing Ivan around.

"It's even prettier here during the day." Yasmin slinked between trees and paused when she reached an apricot tree. She pointed at the tree and told Ivan, "I used to stay up on that tree during summers."

"Stay up?" Ivan was confused.

"Yeah." Yasmin agilely climbed the tree and perched on a branch before glancing at the man. "Just like this."

Ivan was surprised. He didn't expect her to be so lively.

"Mr. Burke, would you like to join me? The view up here is even better." Yasmin reached out a hand to invite him.

For a moment, Ivan felt enchanted by her. Without thinking, he grabbed her hand and climbed up the tree.

The two of them sat perched on a branch as they studied the spectacular view before them.

"I miss the past." Yasmin sighed. How she wished she could return to this home and live a carefree life.

Ivan watched her swing her legs with a content expression.

"Aren't you happy with Blake?" Ivan felt sorry for her when he saw her frown.

Yasmin shook her head and smiled. "I'm sure you know he has someone he likes."

"Do you like him?"

Yasmin hesitated. She stared at the dense leaves over her head but never answered the question.

…

By the time she reached the studio, it was already 11:00 pm.

After parking her car, Yasmin thanked Ivan. "Thank you for delivering my car, Mr. Burke. Shall I call a designated driver to send you back?"

"No, thanks. I've already contacted my secretary, so she's on her way to pick me up now," Ivan said, his dark blue suit giving him a reserved but gentle look.

Yasmin didn't feel comfortable leaving him by himself, so she stood downstairs with him for a while.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

Yasmin pulled it out and saw that the call was from Joel.

She wondered why he was calling her.

Confused, Yasmin stepped away and answered the call. "Yes, Dr. Sawyer?"

"Hey, Yasmin. Blake had too much to drink, so I need you to pick him up from Nightshade," Joel told her, sounding slightly tipsy.

They were currently in a room at the Nightshade Lounge.

Blake had had too much to drink and was resting on the sofa with his eyes closed.

He had called Joel out for a drink because he was in a bad mood.

When Yasmin heard this, she pressed her lips together and said, "I don't have time to go there, Dr. Sawyer."

"Tell him that yourself." Joel instantly handed his phone over to Blake.

"Hello?" Blake's voice rang out.