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

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In the bar, as the noise grew louder and men and women got closer, Yonas found himself oddly calm. He had a booth to himself, his side littered with empty boodles as he kept ordering more. He tilted his head back, downing the bottle in hand.

Drinking too much would get you drunk, and though the last time Yonas drank he had gotten plastered, tonight his mind remained sharp even as he wished for the escape of inebriation

It wasn't until he finished the third bottle that his mind started to feel fuzzy, everything around him blurring with doubles. Just then, a woman slid into the seat beside him, her lips painted a bright red, her whole look excessively flashy. "Hey handsome," she said, her tone teasingly sultry. "drinking alone! I'm on my own too, why don't we drink together?"

The woman was doused in cheap perfume, its smell nauseating. Yonas waved her away, motioning for her to leave. But she was persistent, leaning towards him, her chest thrust forward, her voice a flirtatious purr. "Come on, handsome, look at me! Let's have a drink together?"

She reached out to refill Yonas's drink, but he snatched it back before she could pour. "Get lost," he snapped impatiently.

The woman's expression soured, puzzled. From his appearance-attractive, stylishly dressed, sipping on expensive liquor-she knew he must be local Just as she opened her mouth to press further, his cold eyes bore into hers. "Didn't you understand the first time?" Finally, the woman stood up, annoyed, muttering. "What a nutcase as she stormed off.

Finally getting a moment of peace, Yonas felt like his head was going to explode. He remembered the last time he went to see Yasmine, she still cared about him, all because of Irene....

At 2:30 in the morning, the Victory Bar was about to close. The crowd dispersed, and all the blonde and blue-eyed patrons left. Only Yonas and a waiter remained inside. The waiter, also from the same country, saw Yonas leaning on a couch and went over to pat him. "Sir, we're closing! Sir, wake up

drunk, and at that moment, his phone started ringing. The waiter quickly picked it up. "Hello, this

brief silence on the other end before they spoke, "Sure, which bar

Yonas half-asleep. She gratefully looked

closing soon, you should

do me a favor? This money is for you." She handed the waiter a stack

for him" Irene said, pointing the

do that

models and was trying to pick the most suitable one. While pondering her phone rang. It was a call from Yonas. She hesitated for a long time before picking up. "Hello,

person speaking wasn't Yonas.

seemed, she couldn't

ten minutes. At two- thinty in the morning. Saint's Haven had a unique charm. The streets were deserted, and the dim yellow streetlights cast a glow at her feet. As she walked into the bar, she

in the back seat before turning to talk to the staff. Even from a distance, Yasmine heard their

at first, but this gentleman kept repeating your name, so I

other since we were kids, and when he's drunk, he often just calls out names, Irene suud, a bit embarrassed. After flunking the Walter once

glancing at her in what seemed like

over and over again in her mind. She looked down, her eyes slightly red, and let out a light laugh, "Haha What was she even

cold drop of