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

Chapter 115

She stepped into the elevator, taking a deep breath and reminding herself that she shouldn't be so coy and needed to stay calm.

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a hand blocked them. Yonas figure carried the scent of cedar.

Ped in, slowly moving closer to her. His tall

She felt increasingly overwhelmed as if the entire elevator was filled with the scent of cedar. Her cheeks were burning red, and when she touched them, they felt especially hot. Yonas looked at her with concern. "Do you have a fever?" he asked, placing a hand on her forehead. "It's not hot."

Yasmine froze, feeling breathless as his warm, strong hand rested on her forehead. When he finally pulled it away, her gaze followed his hand as it slipped into his pocket. "I'm not running a fever," she said firmly.

"I know," he replied, suddenly leaning in close to Yasmine and asking softly, "Are you shy?"

Yasmine's gaze darted around nervously. "I'm not shy!"

Ding! The elevator arrived at her floor, and the moment the doors opened, Yasmine slipped out from his side and quickly unlocked her apartment door. As she entered, she was surprised to smell the aroma of food. 'It must be coming from the neighbors, she thought. Suddenly, the lights flicked on, and Yas

eyes widened in surprise. Lucy and Yoselin each stepped forward, holding a bouquet of flowers. "Congratulations on your discharge!"

Lucy placed the bouquet in her hands and hugged Yasmine tightly. "Wah, why didn't you even tell me when this happened?" Yoselin also hugged her. "Yasmine, it's all my fault! If I had answered your call, none of this would have happened."

Yonas walked in and closed the door behind him. "Yasmine just got out of the hospital. Let her sit down and rest for a bit." Lucy and Yoselin immediately released Yasmine and even moved the flowers aside.

Yasmine walked over to the dining table and saw it was indeed filled with various dishes. However, she couldn't help but wonder, 'But Lucy and Yoselin can't cook

At this moment, a voice wailed, "Help! Ms. Sanchez, you have to stand up for me. These two dragged me here against my will. I'm a renowned chef at Paragon Hotel. My dishes can cost up to 30 thousand dollars. But they had me peeling potatoes and garlic. I haven't done such trivial work in years. You have to make Yonas give me a raise."

Chuck whined to Yasmine, his voice growing quieter when he caught sight of Yonas.

"Chuck, thank you for preparing all these dishes. Is there anything else I can help with? I can assise in the kitchen," Yasmine offered.

at Chuck, who quickly waved his hands. "No

the table was full of food. She realized that he should have been instructed. beforehand not

feast. Thank you,"

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keeping her head down, seemingly upset. She quickly spoke in a gentle tone, "Yoselin, I'm fine. It's not your fault, so don't blame yourself. They wanted to harm me, and even if it wasn't through you, they would have found

didn't want you to worry. See, I'm doing fine now," she said with a smile. They chatted while cating. Since Yasmine couldn't drink, lucy picked up a glass and started

time the meal was halfway through, Lucy and Chuck had already downed several

table and pointed at Yonas. "Yonas! You're so dumb! Chasing after a girl for so long

he glanced at Yasmine. "You

talking about Ms. Sanchez. Chuck slurred. As soon as Yasmine heard this, she immediately looked up at Yonas. Seeing his expression, she quickly understood. Trying to avoid any awkwardness, she finished the oatmeal in her bowl, then

of the dresser, she looked at her flushed face in

had fallen for her for a long time and had been pursuing her made her feel overwhelmed. When she stepped out of her room, she found Yoselin dozing off at the table, while Chuck and Lucy were both completely

kitchen, Yasmine noticed someone moving around. She saw Yonas busy at the stove, simmering something in a pot.. As she approached, the familiar bitter scent hit her. It was traditional medicine again. Sure enough, Yonas emerged holding a bowl. "Oh, you are here. Go ahead and drink this. I noticed there are still lots of medicine packets in the

crying, but she still forced herself to take it, sip by sip. Her taste buds were already off

the guest room, as she was

found Yonas and Yoselin cleaning up

he king the

picking up another plate and heading to the kitchen to

helped Chuck into the car, with Yoselin quickly taking

saw them off downstairs. "Take care on

walked over to her. "Don't

I will," she replied, her