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

Chapter 121

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Yonas, mumbling, "Yonas likes me.

However, Yasmine leaned directly against Yonas, pointing at his face. "Huh? You're Yonas Russell! Why do you have two noses?" She tried to focus on Yonas's nose, but she could barely control her vision, feeling more and more dizzy. Eventually. she collapsed against "What did you say?" Yonas asked softlys his eyes filled with tenderness as he held her. But no matter how many times he asked, Yasmine only responded with giggles.

He had drunk quite a bit earlier too, but not as much as Yasmine He was still relatively sober. He arranged for someone to take the other three back to their rooms and decided to escort Yasmine back as well. It was already I a.m., and it was getting cold.

He helped Yasmine into the room and tucked her under the blankets. Just as he was about to leave, she grabbed his hand tightly. "Don't go, don't go..." she murmured.

Yonas's heart ached at her words, so he sat by the bed. "Okay, I'm not leaving

"Yonas, Yonas, Yonas..." she murmured, moving restlessly. Yonas tucked her in. "I'm here, what's wrong?

"I like..." Yasmine mumbled.

Yonas leaned closer to her lips. "What did you say?" At that moment, all he could hear from Yasmine's murmurs was his name, followed by "I like you. Yonas, Yonas, Yonas, I like you."

At that moment, he felt a rush of blood to his head, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at Yasmine's face. Unable to control himself, he touched her cheek and asked, "Are you serious?"

Her hair was disheveled, spread across the pillow, and her slightly drunken gaze was hazy,

Yonas tried to control himself, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Get some rest.

As Yonas stood up, a pair of arms suddenly wrapped around his neck and pulled him down forcefully, pressing their lips together. It felt as if a jolt of electricity shot through his brain, shattering his self-control. Already struggling to maintain composure after drinking, he was now completely overwhelmed and lost all sense of reason.

With the last shred of his self-control, Yonas asked softly, "Yasmine, who am I?"

Yasmine gently whispered in his ear, "Yonas." The next moment, their passion erupted like a flood, overwhelming them both as they embraced tightly.

asleep beside her. She stared in shock at Yonas. The soreness in

filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow on Yonas's face. He opened his eyes lazily, looking at Yasmine with a gentle

last night left Yasmine feeling a bit dazed. She stared blankly at Yonas, noticing his long eyelashes, the faint smile on his lips, and a few red marks on his

she was lost in thought,

understood what had happened last night Yasmine let out a scream and quickly hid under the covers. She couldn't believe that she and Yonas had... She wondered

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Chapter 121

"Now you

up, covering her face again.

at her hand, gently held it, and said, "Don't be

couldn't stay still. She quickly pulled her

Yonas responded, "Alright."

covered herself with the blanket, gathered the scattered clothes, and rushed into

bathroom door opened and then closed with a heavy thud. Yonas stood up and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window. With a casual tug, he pulled open the white curtains, allowing golden sunlight to

a faint fragrance lingered in the room. He lay back down on the

to recall what happened yesterday, but

there were red marks on her neck as well. "How am I supposed to explain this if

clung to her face, matching her disheveled state. She wanted to flee immediately, but Yonas's eyes caught her before she could. She couldn't calm down, especially with her cheeks burning hot.

a smile.

he asked in a barely

what he was up to. She looked up suddenly and met his deep brown eyes,

remember anything. Let's just pretend nothing happened," she blurted out, forcefully brushing off his hand and turning to leave.

his anger. "Yasmine, do

"I, 1... Yasmine stammered.

You know what happened. Don't talk like that,"

straight. Embarrassment and confusion washed over her, making her want to

back into his arms. Yasmine didn't respond, burying her head against his