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

Chapter 168

Until that moment, Yasmine never imagined being in such a situation, especially facing Yonas. Irene served him some food and chatted with him intimately in words Yasmine couldn't understand. Awkwardness piled on as Yasmine sipped her cup of water, Paragon Hotel's signature aroma wafting through the air. As soon as she settled in, Chuck quickened his pace in serving the dishes, leaving promptly after. "Ms. Sanchez, does Yoselin need to continue treatment?" Irene asked.

"For now, we can only say the condition is temporarily stable, but it's not fully cured. If there's another shock, there's still a chance it could recur. M**al illnesses are different from physical ones; they're hard to cure," Yasmine explained. Irene lifted her cup and said, "Then please take good care of us, Ms. Sanchez." She took a sip, set the cup down, and turned to Yonas, "Yonas, don't keep that cold expression; you'll scare Ms. Sanchez away."

For some reason, Yasmine felt a pang in her heart and spoke up suddenly. "Ms. White, haven't you heard? About Yonas and me, I thought the news was all over the place before. I assumed you would've caught wind of it. It seems Yonas hasn't told

you."

The

smile on Irene's face faded slightly, and her gaze flickered from Yonas to Yasmine. "I really didn't know that. Yonas told me you two were just friends?" Yasmine looked at Yonas, puzzled. "Oh? Is that what he told you?"

"Yes, so, Ms. Sanchez, care to enlighten me? Or is there more to your relationship?" Irene's gaze was complicated as she looked at Yasmine, a coldness evident in her eyes.

Yasmine put down her fork and gave a self-deprecating smile. "Maybe I was just overthinking it. Since Mr. Russell told you we're friends, then, from now on, we are, indeed, just friends."

"What Ms. Sanchez said really left me confused.

Yasmine wiped away her smile. She couldn't pretend to be strong anymore. Since Yonas told Irene they were just friends, she'd have to admit it too. From now on, she and Yonas were just ordinary friends. "I won't disturb you two any longer," she said, turning away without looking back. Irene wanted to ask Yonas something, but she saw him rush out after Yasmine. "Yasmine!" Yonas couldn't hold it in any longer. He chased after her, wanting nothing more than to hold her in his arms.

But Yasmine pushed him away and coldly asked, "Mr. Russell, you're overstepping! We're just ordinary friends, maybe not even that. I'm only your sister's therapist, nothing more. It wouldn't look good if Ms. White saw us."

I'm sorry," Yonas said.

for what? For deceiving me all this time or for Irene?" Yasmine asked, pronouncing each word clearly.

helplessly in front of her. "Yasmine, from the beginning, my feelings for you have been genuine, even now." "Then why did you tell Irene

explain it right now, but you have to trust

with Irene first. Don't tell me you can't see she's into you? And if you're serious about liking me, don't just tell her we're just friends." She paused before continuing, "But

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her back, but she had to make a decision. She's not the type to drag things out; it's better to

a chill run through his entire body, unable to even move

to leave, not even wanting to look

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hand kept ringing incessantly. After hanging up on Dalton, her own phone started ringing. Switching it off, the phone rang again on the landline. Afraid others

the news tonight," came the confident voice

send it!" she clutched the

upload this video online, meet me at the Frostvale Hotel! I'll give you half an hour. If I don't see you in thirty minutes, the video goes straight to all major media outlets," Dalton said before hanging

to strike her hard, making Helen's face turn aside. "You even dared to stab me last time! I almost died because of you. Don't think your actions are flawless. I've already the Dalton,

If happens to me, you'll die

you bring

mentioned anything about bringing money over

her hair, forcing her head back. "Do you still dare

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I'm giving you three days to come up with the