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

Chapter 286

Donna glanced reluctantly at the emerald brooch, keeping up her pitiful act. "Morgan is really nice to you. I wish I had a big brother like him." she sighed.

Yasmine chuckled, "Well, you might just have to keep dreaming because your mom can't exactly conjure up a brother for you. Unless, maybe your dad..." She paused for effect. "Just kidding."

Donna's temples throbbed as she fumed internally, 'How could she speak about my father like that? She never used to be like this, but she'll regret it soon.

While Donna was checking out the jewelry, Yasmine slipped into the fitting room to examine her dress. The seam on the back waistline was coming undone. It was fine for now, but in another thirty minutes, it would split open, leaving her utterly mortified. Quickly, she grabbed another dress with a similar pattern, thinking back to how she had just made Donna You get what you give, she thought.

The designer dress lay discarded on the side, and Donna gazed at it, full of envy.

"Do you want to try it on?" Yasmine asked out of the blue, already knowing what Donna was thinking.

ange earlier.

Donna lit up with excitement. The dress was tailored and much prettier than the one she had on. "Can I try it on?" she asked eagerly.

"Go ahead," Yasmine said, tossing the dress over to her.

Donna couldn't wait to put on the dress. She admired herself in the mirror, thinking she looked more beautiful by the second. She thought, 'After all, how could Yasmine outshine me in such a dress?'

The Starlight Stage was the largest theater in Marineville, and Brielle was a celebrated actress. Every performance of his was a full house, with not a single empty seat. Securing a box seat ticket was no small feat.

As they entered the private box, Yasmine realized why Donna had gone through so much hassle. Inside, apart from the two of them, was another person-Caleb Mayfield. He was the same guy she had met at the Sanchez residence, the sole heir of the Mayfield family. "Ms. Sanchez, here we are again," Caleb said, standing up and extending his hand for a handshake.

Yasmine shot him a cold glance, "Hello, Mr. Caleb," she thought, If I had known he would be here, I wouldn't have come.

Yasmine admired the performance; everyone in Soucrity praised Brielle's work. She wanted to enjoy it quietly, but the other two in the box seemed to have other plans.

"Caleb, give this a try," Donna said, placing a pastry in front of him with a shy smile. She didn't forget to turn to Yasmine "Yasmine, you should have some too."

to eat, she noticed Caleb's expression darken. Choosing to ignore it, she returned

his eye, almost

which annoyed her a bit. After all, she had set up this whole stage for her today. Filled with excitement, she got up and moved over to Yasmine. Yasmine, why aren't you chatting with Caleb?" "There's really nothing to say. If you brought me here just to see Caleb, then count me out." She was actually eager the surveillance at

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cold, "Who do you think

Aunt Ivette means. We both know it. You're a divorced woman; you're lucky I'm still interested

"Yasmine, don't take

"Instead of worrying about me, maybe you

with a frown, sensing something was wrong. A chill ran down her spine

She shot a glare at Yasmine, then turned with a mix of anger and embarrassment to

ankle and nearly fell. Caleb was quick to catch her, steadying her. "Here, let me," he said,

I'll go sort myself out. You stay here and keep Yasmine company," she said, her eyes flashing with

dark look flickered over Caleb's

booth door closed behind her, she took a sip

against her hand. "Yasmine," he started, "as a grown-up, you have to know what Aunt Ivette is suggesting, right?" "And what

"She wants to play matchmaker with us. Surely,

things out with Aunt Ivette," Yasmine replied

spend some time with me and see where it goes?" "Don't touch me," Yasmine snapped, swiftly pulling away and casting Caleb a

ungrateful. A woman who's been married should be appreciative when a man shows interest. If I were you, I'd feel

materials. Once the door was shut tight, only a huge racket

echoed, but none of the attendants outside the box dared to enter. The manager just gave a dismissive glance, saying, "Get back to work, why are you standing around? Quickly, the attendants dispersed. Inside the box, Yasmine, still rattled, looked at Caleb

asked in

gave Caleb a cold stare. "Who is

"He's from the Mayfield