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

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In the drawing room, Yoselin gave the new psychologist a once-over. He seemed different from the others. She stayed quiet for a bit, and then the man spoke up, "Hello, Ms. Russell. I'm your new psychologist."

Yoselin gave a subtle nod, and the housekeeper, picking up on her cue, quietly left.

Yoselin eyed the man curiously and, with a polite distance, said, "Hi there, I know my granddad asked you to help me, but I already have my own therapist. Just a heads-up, don't waste your effort. You can take the money, but I'm a lost cause for you."

Instead of getting upset, the therapist looked at Yoselin with a peculiar curiosity. He'd heard beforehand about Ms. Russell's challenging nature and seen her complex therapy records. Despite trying nearly every treatment imaginable, there had been minimal progress. It's only due to the famous Dekker Competition champion that she's managed to stay clear-headed and stable now.

"Ms. Russell, I get where you're coming from, but hear me out," the therapist said. "Honestly, your grandfather doesn't seem to have the best impression of Ms. Sanchez. Otherwise, he wouldn't have brought you back from Yasmine, going to such great lengths to find all these therapists to help you."

The therapist paused, then continued, "Let me be blunt. Every therapist has their own way of doing things. Even if you really like Yasmine's methods, why not give mine a shot? I bet you don't want to stay stuck in this dark place forever, right?"

Yoselin was a bit surprised by what he said, and she felt uncertain. She thought it over and then decided to make a demand, "I'll let you treat me, but you have to agree to one condition."

The psychologist looked at Yoselin, puzzled. "Go ahead, tell me," he said, thinking, "This young lady from the Russell family, pampered like a gem from birth, what could she possibly need my help to get?'

Yoselin looked hopeful as she said, "I want you to take me out." She mentioned it had been ages since she last saw her sister Yasmine.

The psychologist paused, a bit surprised, but then nodded, "Sure, I'll give it a shot."

study. Nathan

confident nod but then said, with a touch of concern, "Nathan, there's something I need to

"Go on," Nathan replied.

we don't have the right equipment here at your home. The only set in all of Soucrity is in

the evasiveness in her eyes. He understood, yet

hard, barely holding back her excitement

and

that Yasmine? Are you here to see Morgan? Sorry, he's not at the office. He's off running an errand for my mom," Donna smirked as she spoke. "Why don't you tell me what you

brushed past her, not

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her feet. How dare she ignore her? "Don't think you're so smart. Let's see how cool you

look. "Whether I'm pleased or not is none

mean by

could even get an answer, Yasmine hopped into her car and

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with solemn expressions. Christine sat quietly with a dark look, while Claire, her eyes red, stood beside Aunt Ivette. Donna's gaze was fixed on Yasmine, her expression a wild mix of excitement and madness. Uncle Jared stood off to the side, looking very serious. Morgan stayed close to Yasmine, frequently

police station isn't helping. The Mayfields are bound to have opinions on this, and Aunt Ivette is caught in the middle. She has cared for you so well; you should consider her feelings." He gave Yasmine a sharp look full of

If I hadn't held him back, my brother would have stormed in long ago. I've pleaded with her to let him go, but she just won't listen. Even