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

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The next second. Yasmine pulled her hand back like she'd touched something hot. "Are

you the big bad guy?"

"Big bad guy?" Yonas frowned slightly, realizing she was probably referring to him. He sighed and replied indulgently, "Yes. I'm the big bad guy, and I've come to take you home." "No, there's no home," she mumbled.

Yonas's gaze softened as he gently said, "Yasmine, there is."

"You big jerk, don't bother with me. Go take care of Ms. White, Yasmine murmured. She wasn't even sure what she was saying, half-closing her eyes and speaking intermittently. Yonas realized she was drunk and quickly helped her up. "I'll take you home," he said.

Yasmine was dragged out of the bar by him, but when Yonas tried to get her into the backseat, she refused. She stubbornly resisted, plopping down on the ground with tears welling up in her eyes as she looked at Yonas, feeling wronged.

At that moment, Yonas's heart melted. He helped Yasmine up, saying, "We won't take a car then. It's not far to your place, how about we just walk back?" His voice was gentle and slow because he was speaking to Yasmine.

Even though Silver Grove was the busiest street, at two in the morning it was deserted, with yellow streetlights casting lonely shadows.

Tm a little painter, painting all around... You hurt me, then just walked away with a smile..." Yasmine held Yonas's hand, struggling to stand, singing a song. As she sang, she burst into wild laughter. "You big jerk, Yonas. You like Irene, don't you? you like her so much, why do you keep coming to me again and again!" Yasmine asked loudly.

"Yasmine, I don't like her, Yonas replied.

Yasmine immediately pouted, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at Yonas. "Liar, I heard everything you said at the bar. You like her, not me." In this moment, Yasmine seemed like an immature girl, a side she had never shown before.

Yonas was stunned by Yasmine's words, realizing that she had been at the bar the whole time. His eyes showed a flash of panic, thankful that Yasmine wasn't in a clear state now. He gently took her hand and said, "Yasmine, there are some things can't tell you right now, but please trust me."

Yasmine held onto his arm, sobbing, "Was everything before just a lie? If you don't love me, then why did you risk your life crashing into that car that was about to hit me? I don't believe it!

Yonas didn't answer, he felt both pain and guilt. He wanted to explain everything to Yasmine, but the words were stuck in his throat like a hump he couldn't swallow down. He couldn't bear to see Yasmine like this, her eyes filled with something that a sober Yasmine never possessed.

"It's so cold, Yonas, I'm so cold!" she cried out, hugging her shoulders as she shivered.

pure sorrow,

Yonas quickly took off his jacket and draped it over her. "Yasmine, are you still cold?" The jacket, still warm from Yonas, seemed to calm Yasmine's anxious expression as she caught the familiar scent. The subtle cedar aroma was uniquely Yonas's.

"La la la..." Yasmine swung Yonas's hand back and forth, just like a kid being picked up from school, except it was two in the morning

On the bridge, the sea breeze caressed Yasmine's cheeks. She had drunk a lot and was dizzy, but she held tightly onto the man beside her. "Yonas, my leg hurts so much."

Yonas's pupils suddenly shrunk as if he remembered something, and he glanced at Yasmine's leg. "Why does it hurt?" He forced a grin that looked more like a grimace.

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Yasmine's face as she clutched her thigh with her right hand. Yonas remembered the scar at that exact spot. People often speak their inner thoughts when unconscious, bringing up the most buried, painful memories. They would never usually talk about them, but when drunk, it slips out. Yonas was terrified that digging up those painful memories from the

shook her head. "I can't trust you

short distance before stopping. Dizzy, she leaned her head against Yonas's arm. "I can't walk anymore. I'm home. I want to sleep. She said as she began to slowly close her eyes, making as if

stand up again, so Yonas had no

hack. "Why was it only mine before,

but he didn't answer. He walked step by step, feeling the dampness on his back

out uneasily, but there was no response

you give what was mine to her too?" she murmured to

the time wasn't right yet. Something he'd been planning for so long couldn't

are you? You smell just like him," Yasmine said. Though she mumbled a few more unclear sentences,

you give what was mine to her too?" When they arrived at Morgan's house, he

Morgan furrowed his brows. He didn't like

wasn't sure how to explain going to the bar to find Yasmine. After pondering for a moment, he simply said, "Yasmine and Lucy went to the bar to relax. When my people spotted them, I quickly had them brought over. Even though he was explaining earnestly, they might not want to hear the whole truth. Some things are destined from the

as he pulled Yasmine aside. Thank you, Mr. Russell. I'll treat you to a meal another day. Right now, I need

don't tell her that I was the one who

what he meant,

the soup

"Ms, White, you've drunk so much alcohol, you really should have

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she'd touched something hot. 'Are you

probably referring to him. He sighed and replied indulgently, "Yes, I'm the big bad guy, and I've come to

softened as he gently said, "Yasmine,

big jerk, don't bother with me. Go take care of Ms. White, Yasmine murmured. She wasn't even sure what she was saying, half-closing her eyes

and quickly helped her

her into the backseat, she refused. She stubbornly resisted, plopping down on the ground with tears welling up in her

helped Yasmine up, saying, "We won't take a car then. It's not far to your place.

busiest street, at two in

held Yonas's hand. struggling to stand, singing a song. As she sang, she burst into wild laughter. "You big jerk, Yonas. You like Irene, don't you? you like her so much, why do you keep coming to me again and again?"

like her."

he looked at Yonas. "Liar, I heard everything you said at the bar. You like her, not me." In this moment, Yasmine seemed like an immature girl, a side she had

Yasmine's words, realizing that she had been at the bar the whole time. His eyes showed a flash of panic, thankful that Yasmine wasn't in a clear state now. He gently took her hand and said, "Yasmine, there are some things can't tell you right now, but please trust

you don't love me, then why did you risk your

pain and guilt. He wanted to explain everything to Yasmine, but the words were stuck in his throat like a lump he couldn't swallow down. He couldn't bear to see Yasmine like this, her eyes filled with pure sorrow, something that a sober Yasmine

so cold!" she cried out, hugging