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

Chapter 230

Now, Helen felt like there were countless eyes watching her every move, and it was terrifying. Her mother's words still echoed vividly in her mind, words she desperately tried to forget but that wouldn't stop buzzing around her ears. "Can't you do something for the sake of

this family... After all, Yvette is carrying your brother's child, and that's the only child of the Flynn family."

Helen was getting tired of it. Since her fallout with her mother, she hadn't returned once, and neither had Xavier. Perhaps her mother had long since forgotten about her. Her brother and mother were never her family.

Helen had a slight curve on her lips, knowing it was all pointless, no matter how hard they tried. Yasmine had already gathered all the evidence and submitted it. Yvette's arrest was imminent.

After the auction ended, Yasmine had enjoyed a period of peace. She was a bit surprised, having tricked Irene, she thought Irene would launch a reckless revenge without considering the consequences.

"Today, Ms. White from the White family and Mr. Russell were seen together on Crescent Isle, seemingly planning something for the resort island..." The news reported with media surrounding Yonas and Irene. Irene had a gentle smile that shone brightly as she clung to Yonas's side like a delicate bird, perfectly fitting the image of a couple as described by the media.

Yasmine's face turned pale as she turned off the news, sipping a cup of hot water. She couldn't ignore the stabbing pain in her heart, feeling like countless needle points piercing her, beyond her control. Although it wasn't heart-wrenching, it seeped into her every breath. She thought she could move on as quickly as she did after divorcing Xavier, but she was wrong.

Knock, knock, knock! The sound of knocking came. Yasmine composed her expression and said, "Come in."

The door opened, and a strong wind rushed in, stirring a tearing noise. Yasmine's nose felt sore; the last person she wanted to see stood before her. Yonas walked in slowly, step by step, just like the old days. The only difference was her quickly averted gaze and the weariness in Yonas's eyes.

Yonas closed the door, shutting out the wind. He sat down in front of her, "Yasmine."

Yasmine took a deep breath, making sure she wouldn't start crying. "Yonas, what brings you here?"

handed her a

be about? She opened

solemnly.

Mr. Russell?" Yasmine presumed he would leave after

I'm here for your

here for this time?" Yasmine asked and instantly regretted it. She suddenly remembered when Yonas pretended to be depressed to seek her help. It had been so long since then, and he hadn't shown

moment he walked in, he noticed it: the redness in Yasmine's eyes, the hidden sadness that was

two auctions, he seemed composed and appeared as if they were ordinary friends. Her eyes dinmed, unsure

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not alright. You haven't forgiven me, how could I possibly be fine?" he said

this time? Heartbreak again?" Yasmine looked

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"Heartbreak. The person I like doesn't want to

blinked, "Thanks for the help with the

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but now, though they could sit face-to-face and talk about company matters, it always felt like there was a veil between them. Whenever facing bad people, Yonas would recall everything she did to Yasmine. Lately, he kept dreaming of bloody scenes, seeing Yasmine lying in a pool of blood in an abandoned factory. He wished to pick her up helplessly, wanting

Yonas, and placed a hand on his shoulder. She casually adjusted the seat's backrest to let him lean back comfortably. Bending down slightly, she softly whispered in his ear, "Relax, try not to think about anything. Slowly let your body ease, clear your mind, and if you feel sleepy, let it be like