The Unwilling CEO's Love Game novel Chapter 241

She sat by Zachary's bedside, her face bare, with tears streaming down her cheeks, looking forlorn and delicate as a rain-soaked lily, stirring a deep compassion in anyone who saw her.

It dawned on Yasmine that this was the reason they had tried to stop her from coming.

Yasmine's arrival had caused a stir.

Layla, upon seeing Yasmine, instinctively glanced at Delphine, who looked up with her dewy, reddened eyes. To an outsider, it might seem as if she were the one who had lost her husband.

"Yasmine, what brings you here?" Layla approached her, trying to shield Delphine from view.

Yasmine merely glanced at Delphine before fixing her gaze on Layla. "Shouldn't I be here?"

"Of course not," Layla replied, her voice faltering. "Zachary specifically instructed us not to tell you."

Yasmine stepped closer, "Then tell me, why are you here?"

When not putting on airs, Yasmine was the amiable Mrs. Turner everyone called out of respect. Once she took on her role, the authority in her voice was not to be taken lightly.

Her beauty was matched by her commanding presence. Even without a touch of makeup, her sheer poise was enough to overshadow others.

Layla found herself at a loss for words In her panic, she blurted out, "I'm a doctor."

"Is Zachary mentally ill?" Yasmine shot her a skeptical look. "If you still want to practice medicine, keep in line. I've warned you before, stay away from Melvin. He's off-limits to you, and so is Zachary."

With the conversation taking such a turn, Layla's face flushed with embarrassment.

She had once taken Melvin to Angel City for treatment, harboring ulterior motives of growing closer to him and becoming the woman replacing Jocelyn.

Since she was introduced to Melvin by Zachary, his guard was down.

That night, as she attempted to hypnotize Melvin to claim him for herself, Yasmine caught her in the act.

Yasmine had warned her to stay away from Melvin.

So, shifting gears, Layla found a way back to Zachary's side.

Zachary had no romantic feelings for her, but he didn't outright reject her either.

And now that Zachary was in trouble, she came immediately.

Whether or not she could be Zachary's woman, as long as she was under his protection, few would dare cross her, and she was bound to fare better.

"Get out!" Yasmine was done with her.

Though Layla was reluctant, she had no choice but to obey.

Once she left, Delphine looked at Yasmine with a hint of panic.

Yasmine paid her no mind and asked the doctor, "How's he doing?"

"If the bullet had been a hair off, Mr. Turner would be beyond saving. We've removed the bullet, but he's lost a lot of blood. His blood type is rare. These few bags may not be enough," replied the doctor with caution.

Looking at the pallid Zachary, Yasmine couldn't just stand by. "He's AB-negative, so am I."

She shrugged off her jacket and rolled up her sleeve. "Take mine."

Years ago, Yasmine had taken a knife for Zachary and needed a blood transfusion. It was then they discovered her blood type.

Zachary, too, insisted on donating his blood to Yasmine and found out he shared her blood type.

Back then, it was said they were made for each other, their survival intertwined.

As Yasmine donated her blood, she watched the man on the bed with a faint smile.

The debt she owed him years ago, she’s paying it back now.