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

Chapter 243

Yasmine was taken aback; she last saw her in the counseling office, where after some simple treatment and therapies, her symptoms had eased. But how, in just three days, she ended up as a mere photograph. There must have been a mistake somewhere; she hadn't even completed all the plans she had carefully laid out.

A reporter held a microphone close to Yasmine's mouth. "Ms. Sanchez, please read the contents of the note."

Yasmine glanced at her gently, "Life is really exhausting. Honestly, if I could, I wouldn't want to live anymore. Ms. Sanchez, I tried using the method you suggested to choose what to do, but it's incredibly upsetting. After doing even one task, the feeling gets overwhelming... I just can't keep going. As you said, once I finish these things, I can leave. But for someone like me, who doesn't even need to do these things, it's become irrelevant."

"I just want relief. Though Schrodinger's cat remains uncertain whether alive or dead, all I crave is relief, Ms. Sanchez. Thanks for your reminders, but I don't want to live anymore. Goodbye!" Yasmine read the farewell note out loud without missing a word. But the meanings between the beginning and the end of the note were clearly different. What exactly happened to make a girl completely change her stance?

With a trembling voice, Urena said, "If it weren't for you telling my daughter she only had three days left to live, how would she even think to make any list!?" At this point, she pulled out the chart Teresa had made during her trip, placing it in front of the camera. "Take a look, everyone. These are the answers my poor girl wrote because of that woman. She even mentioned doing things within seventy-two hours. Isn't that simply guiding Teresa to finish these and then just die?! Now it's like she wanted, my daughter took her own life at such a young age!"

The camera's flash captured the form that Urena was holding, revealing every detail in each cell of the document.

Urena continued sobbing, "It's all because of that woman! If it wasn't for her making my daughter fill out that ridiculous form! We're talking about the twentieth floor! My daughter was at the prime of her youth, but she was driven to such despair that she climbed up to the rooftop and just jumped! I was right below when I heard the thud and saw her fall."

Urena, in a daze, sobbed uncontrollably. "There was blood everywhere, and I screamed in despair countless times, but no answer ever came. My daughter was gone, while the one responsible sat safely in her office, determined to harm the next student. Where is the justice in this world?!"

media, please help me! I heard she's

were puzzling: "I'm sorry, Mom, I can't protect my brother anymore. I understand what I should do. It wasn't my fault I got that illness. Ms.

excellent student in both academics and character. I'm a single mother, and I've given everything to raise her. Now, just because of a simple counseling session with you, she's ended up like this. She had such a bright future ahead; we were about to live a good life. Teresa promised to buy me a big house and take me traveling. I want my daughter

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want justice, what do

gone. I'm only asking for 700 thousand. Is that too much?" Urena wiped her tears, turning her back to the media while looking at Yasmine. When she turned her back, the sorrow in

She glanced at the elongated banier and the media spotlights that were constantly shifting

Yasmine didn't feel that Teresas death had anything to do with her, and there were big issues with this letter in

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want others to know, so she kept it hidden; it's possible. Yasmine was about to turn and walk into the school gate when Urena grabbed

but luckily, the school security wasn't foolish. Several guards quickly came over to shield

heart-wrenching cries echoed behind her. "Get back here! You killed my daughter and still have the nerve

the entire internet instantly, much more intense than any previous stir on the Aurelith University forum. Yasmine sat in the counseling office, looking at the online gossip. This time,

so vicious.] [Inducing a female student to commit suicide-what kind of counseling office is this, or is it a suicide consultation room?] [Why hasn't