Chapter 1006 Either Yasmin or She Could Survive

Chapter 1006 Either Yasmin or She Could Survive The next morning, Yasmin dragged herself out of bed. Since Charles kept her up all night, Yamin still felt exhausted now as if her body was about to fall apart. As Yasmin got up listlessly, she found that Charles had already gone to work. Damn it! How came that he was still full of energy the second dayafter keeping me up all the time. While she always felt like her whole body had fell apart and needed to be reassembled. After finished toileting herself, Yasmin then had breakfast and checked the schedule of today's acting. She had only one scene today which began at 2:00 pm, and it wouldn’t take too long. After finishing the scene, Yasmin wanna make an appointment with Harry. Having made up her mind, Yasmin took out her phone and called Harry. Lying on the bed and staring at the outside, Harry was in no mood to answer the phone. His colorful life seemed to have come to an end when Yasmin left him. It could be seen even her eyes were full of dearest love. Unfortunately, that dearest love was not for him. Several days had passed, but Harry still couldn’t forget that Yasmin’s eyes were glittering with ecstasy when she saw Charles. That was the difference! Yasmin’s eyes didn’t roll a little bit when looking at him. Harry’s cell phone kept ringing in the silent room with a clock tickling on the wall. Looked very impatient and annoyed, Harry raised his hands. His cold eyes seemed to have just been immersed in the icy pool, and there was no vitality but pure indifference in his eyes. With a ding went, the phone stopped ringing. Yasminn looked at the phone and paused. It seemed that Harry rejected her call. Speechless. Speechless. Yasmin felt very speechless. Harry turned out a person who wasn’t easy to get along well with. 'Forget about it, I’d better meet with him with the help of Eva.' ... At the Goodman family. Three minutes after Harry’s phone stopped ringing, Eva then came and knocked at the door. The knocking sounded soft and pleasant, and she knew that Mr. Harry inside was already up too. Sure enough, a deep voice came from inside, it sounded like the water of a springtime pool rippled. "Sir." Eva bowed and walked in, nodding slightly as her gaze fell on the phone which was off. Harry was lying on the bed, with his body covered with a black quilt. His straight collarbones were attractive. And his gently closed eyes, looked charming in half-dark and half-bright room and fascinated everyone. "Yasmin said she wanted to invite you to dinner today." Eva said in a soft voice, with her eyes on the floor instead of Harry's face. Harry, who was sitting on the bed, frowned in disbelief first, and then smiled a mocking smile. And then, he opened eyes, and slender fingers on the quilt clenched into a fist like a arrow ready to go. Harry was still lying on the bed for he was very weak but his voice shook. "What time?" Beneath the cold face was a passionate heart. Eva looked up at Harry's expressionless face. His eyes were no longer seductive but looked clear and bright, even in such a half-bright and half-dark space, his eyes were still glittering with light. "After she finished the scene, about five o'clock." Eva relayed the message. "Hmm." Harry's look remained unchanged. "I am leaving your room now." Eva retreated. The door of the room was closed. Since all the curtains were drawn, the room was completely in dark. But in the darkness, Harry seemed to smile faintly. ... "Achoo! Achoo!Achoo! !" Yasmin rubbed her nose and sneezed several times. Devan asked with concern, "Madam, are you alright?" Yasmin shook her head, and it was until now did she notice that Devan had addressed her as "Madam" instead of "Miss Finn". "I am okay." She blushed and said "I'm yet married to Charles." "The weather has changed a lot recently, do you need one more quilt, madam?" Devan asked. Yasmin shook her head, blushing at the thought of the "fight" with Charles last night, during which they kept kicking out at the quilt, and the quilt ended up on the ground. "Forget about it, I'm going out." Between her words, she took her bag and went out. Looking at Yasmin from behind, Devan smiled and did not say another word. Yasmin got in the car, and today it was still Luke who drived her to the set. Yasmin intended to have a good look at the script again, so she did not talk to Luke. Luke focused on driving. Since Luke was very shy, he felt quite at ease in the car. Two people were silent in a car. Soon, they arrived at the set. Just as they got to entrance of the set, Yasmin found there was something wrong because the entrance was crowded with people. 'What's going on?' Yasmin got off the car and was just about to walk up to see what was going on, when a sharp-eyed person saw Yasmin and immediately rushed over and shouted, "Here she comes, here she comes!" Yasmin was shocked and hurried back in the car and said to Luke, "Drive away!" The group of people had already rushed over, one by one, slapping the car door, cried, "Get off the car!" Luke was already socially phobic, and now that he saw so many people around the car, he was too scared to turn the key. Yasmin was also very anxious. So many outraged people gathered around the car, as if they would break in the next second. It is totally unsafe for them to stay in the car with a window as their shield. What mattered most was that Yasmin was pregnant. Everything else was secondary. People gathered here and laid their hands on the window and roared,"Get off ! You shameless bitch! You dare to drive your own mother out of the house, how come you dare not to get off the car! " "Right! Do you think you can get away with it by hiding yourself all the time ? Get out of the car and apologize to your mother, or you never want to get in the set today." "Get off and make an apology! Our society is corrupted by people like you! Apologize, you have to apologize! As a daughter, you simply have no filial piety for your own mother, how do you have the cheek to live in this world?" "..." The noises were constantly clamoring in the air. Seeing this situation, Cindy who stood not far away sneered. Brother Charles returned directly from the United States, leaving her alone in the Moore family. At first, she intended to rely on Grandpa Moore to completely get the idea of marrying with Yasmin out of Charles’s head, however Brother Charles should insisted on it all the time. Then it was not her to be blamed for using public opinion to ruin her. In this world, either Yasmin or she could survive.