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

Chapter 165

She had mostly forgotten the events of that night, but Dalton's words had stuck with her, along with the fleeting memory that flashed in her mind when she saw the screenshot. She knew it was her inebriation that led her to him, but how could she have been in her right mind under the influence of alcohol? "Don't push me too far! I've already given you the money." Helen felt helpless against Dalton's overwhelming presence. His gaze clearly conveyed what he was thinking. Gripping the ground, her fingers ached. "Let me go!" "Let you go? In your dreams," Dalton said, roughly dragging her backwards.

Helen was filled with regret. She hardly ever went to bars, but those days of living it up led her there! "If you dare hurt me, you won't see another cent. Don't forget, I know your name, and if you push me any further, don't blame me for what I might do!" Helen screamed. Dalton, enraged by the thre threat, grabbed Helen's hair and demanded, "And what will you do? How will you retaliate against me?" "I'm begging you, let t me go. I definitely get you the money in three days," she pleaded, with tears streaming down her face. Determined not to let her go, Dalton spat out, "You filthy witch!"

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Helen took a deep breath, pulled a cold object from her pocket, and suddenly stabbed Dalton. Blood! The rusty scent of bright red blood splattered across her face. She released her grip, trembling, as the man in front of her looked at her in horror. The dagger was lodged in his side, and the blood flowed out.

"It's

all your fault!" she said, trembling.

Dalton, furious, moved to grab her. "How dare you use a dagger!"

"Shut up! You forced me to do this! You deserve it!" She kicked at the hand reaching out towards her, kicking frantically.

Before long, Dalton passed out. Helen slumped to the ground

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reaching over to check his breath. Gone! Could he be dead...?

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taking his phone and computer. But she searched the entire suite

looking back. Fortunately, she had covered herself up tightly for

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pillow. "I'm Yoselin," she murmured, while her mind began to recall past events. She had forgotten many

she always feel she could rely on her when she felt insecure? Who on earth

longer relying on her like a fish to water with that uneasy emotion. Maybe, after the bed rest period, Yoselin will return to who she used to be! Day six. Today is the penultimate day for complete bed rest. Yoselin's condition is pretty stable, and Yasmine can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

if it might be Irene again. But when she opened the door, the person standing there took her by surprise-it was none other than Nathan. She didn't think Morgan's place was some kind of top ser figured Nathan would have no trouble tracking it

need to ask, because there was no way he'd come all the way

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bed, and he didn't even have to adjust the angle to see Yoselin lying there, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. With a pang

wakes only

knitted his brows tightly and said icily, "Open the door. I'm taking her

to guess who tipped off Nathan-it was

Nathan glanced at

Sanchez, your treatment methods are yours to

to make her quit halfway?" Yasmine said seriously. extreme measures." Yasmine sighed, "You're just feeling sorry because you saw her looking lost, but you haven't seen how she barely held it together the last two days, almost breaking down. She's already made it through the toughest days, and if you tell her to quit now,

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raspy voice came from inside. "Grandpa, leave me be. I think I'm starting to

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