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

Chapter 294

The third day after leaving the Sanchez residence? That was quite a while back. Yasmine couldn't understand how Yoselin managed, but the vivid red marks on her arms said it all. Yasmine frowned, eyeing the scars on Yoselin's arms. "What were you thinking? Doesn't it hurt?"

Yoselin shook her head. "My mind was a mess back then. I can't even recall how it happened. It felt like a nightmare, and when I finally came to, my arms were covered in cuts." "What kind of nightmare?" Yasmine asked with concern.

"I had a nightmare where someone was chasing me, saying they wanted to drink my blood and eat my flesh. I was terrified," Yoselin said, her voice trembling.

Yasmine understood that Yoselin's downplayed recount of the nightmare was a facade for the fear that caused her to wake up in tears, perhaps even sobbing uncontrollably. As she spoke, Yoselin's shoulders trembled uncontrollably. "Yoselin, stop," Yasmine interrupted quickly.

"Yasmine, can you help me?" she cried, throwing herself into Yasmine's arms.

"I will," Yasmine assured her, gently patting her shoulder and smoothing her forehead.

Having left the Russell residence under the pretense of treatment, Yoselin had to quickly reach her psychologist. As she got into the car, she gave Yasmine a longing look. "Yasmine, I'll be back soon to see you again."

Yonas was concentrating on the stock charts on his computer, his expression serious. The Russell Group's stocks had been volatile lately but were now showing signs of settling. Just then, his assistant knocked hesitantly on the door. "Mr. Russell," she said, "Ms. White would like to invite you to dinner tonight."

Yonas glanced at the fluctuating stock prices of the White Group, his brow slightly furrowed, but he gave a nod. The assistant quickly relayed a message over the phone, and then turned to Yonas. "Mr. Russell," she relayed, "Ms. White said she'll pick you up after work." Yonas leaned back comfortably in his chair. His coffee was half-cold, but he took another sip without care.

Irene had been sidestepping the engagement talk, but they couldn't avoid it forever. Sooner or later, one of them was bound to crack under the pressure. He'd also heard about the incident involving Yasmine a few days ago. It created quite a ruckus, and he ensured the police department was well-informed.

He rubbed his forehead, acing business challenges but utterly baffled by Yasmine. He turned over the photo on his desk to see her smiling face, perhaps his sole source of strength.

"Mr. Russell, the board meeting starts in half an hour," the assistant mentioned.

Yonas nodded, "I understand."

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casually dressed woman stepped inside. Before she could reach the elevator, the receptionist stopped her, "Miss, who are you here to see? Do you have an appointment?" Yasmine paused for a moment, "I'm

her to the lounge, "Without an appointment, you can't see Mr.

explained. It was a board meeting too, and she dared not interrupt it even for something urgent.

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then said, "Miss, can I ask what you need from Mr. Russell? Please don't get me wrong, but if it's not too private, I could convey your message to him

icy tone, the receptionist's gaze hardened slightly. "Miss, maybe you should head back.

now."

her phone. The receptionist barely furrowed her brow, wondering, 'Who is she calling?" "Hello, I'm downstairs at the Russell Group building. I need to talk to you." The

stepped out, walking briskly toward the woman with a smile in his voice, "Yasmine, what brings you here?" Yasmine didn't respond to him

disapproving look. "Mr. Russell, while I'm not exactly sure what you're thinking, I do know you care about Yoselin. Since you care so much for

why Yonas suddenly decided to stop her from treating Yoselin, but it probably

clearly troubled. "Yasmine, it's not just my call, it's Grandpa's

you know I'm the best to treat her? Just

Grandpa is really worried about Yoselin. He's had countless psychologists

could finish.