Chapter 23 +25 BONUS At that moment , Yasmin coughed weakly in Timothy's arms and said wanly , " Tim , I feel awful ... " He scooped her up in his arms and fixed his cold gaze on me . " The chapel has been restored . Go kneel in there . " With that , he told his driver to prepare the car to take Yasmin to the hospital . The stark contrast and his blatant favoritism filled me with both grievance and rage . I couldn't help but yell at his retreating back , " You're such a jerk , Timothy ! " . He turned , his already icy stare as sharp as a blade . It was as if he would pierce me through if I said another word . I asked , " Since you love her so much , haven't you watched the movie she debuted in ? She played a skilled swimming coach , and all her scenes were done without a stunt double . With this pool's depth , even someone who can't swim wouldn't drown , let alone someone who can . " I didn't want him to see my pathetic tears , so I turned and dragged my drenched body back into the villa . Even after I called Yasmin out , Timothy still personally tended to her . Even the last piece of ginger in the villa was used to make ginger tea for her . I suddenly realized that Timothy probably knew all about Yasmin's little tricks . A man as sharp as him , who dominated the business world with such cunning , couldn't possibly be blind to her tactics . But he didn't care who was right or wrong . Yasmin was involved , so he indulged her without limits . The next morning , I woke up with a slight fever . However , thinking of my interview that afternoon , I forced myself to pull myself together . Since moving out of the master bedroom , I had moved all my clothes to the guest room closet . But after searching , I couldn't find the suit I had bought last year for formal occasions . I must have accidentally left it in the walk - in closet . It was on the second floor , so I went upstairs to look for it . As I reached the doorway , I saw Yasmin carrying a few scarves and sweaters toward the master bedroom . I vaguely heard her ask , " Tim , are these yours ? They're so not your style , and they're pretty tacky . Should I throw them out ? 11 " Do whatever you want , " Timothy said casually , sounding like he was discussing what to eat for dinner . My heart clenched . Those were things I had personally knitted for him . When he was in college , he had once mentioned how his friend's girlfriend loved knitting sweaters and gloves . He had said that such gifts were thoughtful . At the time , I was still in high school . After class , I went to a store to buy yarn and spent my evening study sessions taking knitting lessons from the owner . During that time , my rank dropped from the top three in my grade to below 50th . My teacher even called my parents about it . But because I had remembered Timothy's words , I had knitted something for his birthday every year . I rarely saw him wearing them , but I told myself that he just had too many clothes and accessories to keep up with . 1/2 Chapter 23 +25 BONUS Now , seeing all the things I had made for him tucked away in an inconspicuous corner , I realized that he'd stopped caring long ago . Or maybe he had never cared at all . The walk - in closet that once belonged to us was now his and Yasmin's . Just then , Yasmin returned to the closet with the scarves . She smiled when she saw me and asked , " Ms. York , haven't you already moved your clothes and luggage to the guest room ? " In other words , she was asking what I was doing in a space that belonged to her and Timothy . 2/2 Chapter 24