Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

Chapter 1

"Sign here. Xavier Flynn broke the silence, his voice cold as he handed over the divorce papers. Yasmine Sanchez froze for a moment, then looked up at him, forcing a bitter smile.

"So that's why he called me but of the blue this morning, saying he'd be home tonight to talk? I'd felt happy all day... Our three-year marriage is finally over, she thought, sadness gnawing at her. Yasmine took the papers silently, her grip tightening slightly. After a long pause, she managed to croak out, "Do we really have to get divorced?"

Xavier frowned, studying Yasmine who had been his wife for the past three years. She looked stressed, beads of sweat clinging to her forehead, her eyes heavy with exhaustion and confusion. Her plain face, framed by thick glasses, gave her an ordinary appearance. She seemed gentle and simple, yet completely unremarkable.

He then turned his gaze away, stubbed out his cigarette, and spoke in a calm but firm tone, "Just sign it. She's back, and I don't want her to misunderstand."

Yasmine's heart sank. She knew the woman he mentioned-Yvette Grant, his first love, someone he had always cared about. For Yvette, their marriage had been a facade-three years of his fidelity while he stayed emotionally distant. Seeing the hesitation on her face, Xavier added gently, "We're getting a divorce by mutual agreement. After we separate, you'll keep the Silver Oak Villa, the cars, and I'll give you an extra 30 million dollars"

They had only married to deal with Xavier's grandfather, Matthew, so they had signed a prenuptial agreement. The amount he offered was far more than she was entitled to.

given her poor

agree.

glasses, her eyes held a complicated mix of emotions-bitter and regretful, though she couldn't

I'll move out in the next few days.

nodded, "Thanks for your hard work these past three

admit she was a competent wife. Over the years, she had taken care of everyone in the Flynn family, allowing him to focus on his

so much for Xavier-three years of her youth-and all she got in return

took the signed divorce papers, unaware of the faint mockery in her eyes. Just then, his assistant called, and he glanced at Yasmine before saying, "I have things to take care of at the office. If you

out of the study, his mother, Selena, who was anxiously

frowned slightly