Chapter 2

Yasmine suddenly recalled her first meeting with Xavier. At that time, she was pursuing Zachary. Once, she had found out that he was drunk, so she drove through the heavy snow to pick him up. But when she pushed open the private room door, the first person she saw wasn't Zachary, but another young man. Xavier sat in a corner. He stood up immediately when he saw her come in, spilling his red wine all over himself. His eyes were completely different from Zachary's. His gaze was so gentle and seemed to hold the entire galaxy. He stared at her for a long time and finally said, "Yasmine, it's nice to meet you." She thought he was a bit brash back then because of his attitude. But now that she thought about it again, she wondered what kind of emotions were raging in his gaze. Yasmine took a deep breath, the tips of her fingers trembling slightly. "Hold on. Let me process this." Anthony looked baffled. "Yas, what's wrong with you?" Before she could reply, he chuckled and said, "Hey, don't feel burdened. It isn't your fault that you're born with good looks. Most of my friends adore you, including Xavier, who isn't interested in anything in the world. "Of course, Zachary is an exception. He's crazy and has eyes for no one but his first love." Yasmine closed her eyes and gripped the gift, ignoring Anthony's last sentence. Her mind was flooded with something else. So, did Xavier like her, too? Just then, her heart started pounding. Her voice turned slightly husky as she raised her head and asked, "Did you just say that Xavier's gone abroad? Which country did he go to?" "Uplon. He's going there for his PhD." Anthony scratched his head. "He was supposed to go there three years ago, so I have no idea why he only left now." Three years ago, after the car accident, Yasmine started searching everywhere for the person who had saved her life. Yasmine clutched the gift box so tightly that her nails were digging into her palm. "If there's nothing else, I'm leaving." Anthony turned around and was about to leave. "Hold on," Yasmine called out. "I guess you've had enough messing around these years. It's time for you to take over the family's business. After this, I'll hand over the local company to you, and I'll expand the market overseas." "What?" Anthony widened his eyes. "No way, Yas! Why so sudden? I'm not ready!" Yasmine smiled faintly. "There's no time left for you to get ready. I'm leaving the country in half a month…" To pursue her love. She didn't finish her sentence and merely gripped the gift box tightly. After Anthony whined and left, Yasmine went into the villa. She dragged a huge suitcase out and started tidying up the things related to Zachary. Every single item was proof of her trying her best to please him. There was a limited edition mechanical keyboard, which she had pulled all the strings she could to get. He had casually mentioned a pair of shoes he liked, so she had queued all night to buy them. She even secretly kept the wrist braces he had worn during competitions. Yasmine spent all night tidying up and only managed to pack everything in a box at the crack of dawn. When she carried the box downstairs, she suddenly paused in her tracks. Zachary was back, standing at the entrance. His black shirt's collar was slightly open, revealing his collarbone. A few strands of hair rested on his brows, framing his deep-set eyes. He looked up at her and seemed slightly surprised. "Yasmine, why are you awake this early?" It had been three years. They were a couple, yet he still felt distant whenever he called her name. If he hadn't been so passionate in bed every night, she would've suspected that they weren't in a relationship. Perhaps Zachary had only been so obsessive every night because Yasmine looked a bit like Queenie. Yasmine didn't reply to his question. Instead, she asked, "What about you? You didn't come home the whole night." Zachary seemed to recall something, and a half-smile tugged at his lips. "Something happened." She had been with him for three years, but she rarely ever saw the trace of a genuine smile on his face. On the rare occasions when he smiled, it'd be a roguish grin without a hint of warmth in his eyes. But this time, he was truly happy. The "something" that he mentioned was obviously having sex with Queenie. Strangely, just the day before, Yasmine had been in so much pain, as if someone was ripping her heart apart. But now, she felt exceptionally calm. She could only be grateful that she found out she had gotten the wrong person. That was why she no longer felt miserable. "Oh," she replied and walked out with the box. Only then did Zachary sense something amiss. The day before was their anniversary. He hadn't come home and hadn't even made a call, yet Yasmine was unmoved. Frowning, he reached out to grab her subconsciously. "I'm sorry for not spending our anniversary with you yesterday. I'll make it up to you today." Yasmine shook his hand off. "There's no need." He seemed taken aback by her indifference. His gaze dimmed, and he seemed unusually determined. "No. I must make it up to you." Maybe Zachary felt guilty about what had happened the day before, so he was surprisingly patient today. He brought her to all the places she had wanted to go. They went to the theme park for a ride on the Ferris wheel before having a candlelight dinner in a high-end restaurant. For the first time ever, he even went shopping with her and bought her a diamond necklace. When Yasmine was about to reject it, her phone suddenly rang. It was a call from the bar manager, telling her that she had left something behind at the club previously. She nodded as she replied, but Zachary was acting uncharacteristically again, insisting on sending her there. After she grabbed her belongings and was about to leave, a soft voice rang out from behind. "Zach, what a coincidence!" Yasmine turned around and was greeted with an innocent, sweet face. Queenie wore a light blue dress and a pair of heels. As she walked over, her gaze fell upon Yasmine for a brief moment. Then, she asked with a smile, "Who is this?" Zachary hadn't expected to meet Queenie there. He was momentarily stunned before he replied, "She's Anthony's sister, Yasmine Wagner."