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

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"No, but you need to understand the difference between the mastermind and the accomplice. It's more than just a question of sentencing." Yasmine said gravely. "Fine. I'll tell!" Yvette shouted.

"Tell me, I'll investigate the rest myself," Yasmine assured her.

Yvette closed her eyes, her shoulders trembling. "It's Irene, it's her!"

"So, Helen was the first scapegoat, and you're the second?" Yasmine thought there was more to the story. Indeed, just a simple question revealed the truth. Yvette nodded, "That's probably right," she nodded again.

Lately, Chuck had been feeling uneasy, perhaps because of Lucy or maybe because of the questions he couldn't answer. He entered the Dawn Bar, the place where he and Lucy strangely met. These past few days, he'd been frequenting that bar, driven by an inexplicable obsession.

But tonight, when he walked in, he instinctively glanced towards the corner and actually saw someone-it was Lucy. His heart raced as he approached. There was a bottle of wine in front of her, which seemed barely touched. Seeing him, Lucy looked up in confusion. "Don't drink," Chuck took the glass from her hand. He couldn't quite define how he felt, he just knew he had to do it, so he did.

Lucy stared at him in shock and asked, "Chuck, what are you doing?"

"Don't drink," Chuck said in a deep voice, his eyes reflecting a profound silence.

Lucy, a bit confused, snatched the wine glass from his hand and snapped, "What's it to you!" She gave Chuck a push, for the person she least wanted to see today was Chuck, yet here he was.

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why are you drinking?" Chuck's eyes were bright and deep, like a tranquil

want to party and drink, then just go ahead, but don't

talk." Chuck said in a low, serious

didn't want to pay any attention to him. She raised the bottle again and took a big swig. She really didn't know what else she could say to Chuck; everything that needed to be said

took a long drink straight from the bottle. Taking a deep breath, he said, "If

very strong, drinking a whole bottle was not going to feel good, especially without sobering up first. She could already picture how awful Chuck would feel. "Stop

way to vent his feelings and went for another bottle of liquor, but Lucy quickly snatched it from his hands. She'd already drunk more than half and was feeling the consequences of drinking too fast. She was barely able to stand, using

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Chapter 222

Under the sparkling, colorful lights,

stunned, "Wow,

Lucy

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so, Lucy wasn't doing any better than Chuck. Both were pretty wasted, but Chuck retained a sliver of reason. He managed to call a car, give his home address and promptly passed out. When the driver woke them up, Chuck

he did, it found its way back. After several tries, Chuck finally gave up. Both of them reeked of alcohol. Chuck could turn his head and see Lucy's face. He stared for a long time until

her face nestled into his shoulder and neck. Her warm breath tickled his neck, making him feel itchy. Unable to resist the urge within him, he finally hugged Lucy tightly. Lucy