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

Chapter 297

"Yoselin, no need to be scared, I'm with you," Yasmine comforted her, placing a hand over Yoselin's eyes. She gently guided her to the bed. "Just relax..."

With Yasmine's gentle care, Yoselin finally drifted into a peaceful sleep. However, within minutes, she awoke again, but this time her mind was clear. Once composed, she glanced over at Yonas and Nathan.

"Bro, Grandpa, Yasmine, you're all here? And Irene, you too?" Yoselin exclaimed happily, as if she had completely forgotten

the recent events.

Nathan gave Yasmine a thoughtful look. He had consulted many psychologists for Yoselin, yet none had an effect quite like Yasmine's.

There was an unexplainable trust that Yoselin felt around Yasmine, a trust that calmed her the moment she saw her.

Yasmine gently said, "I came to see how you're doing."

"Yasmine," Yoselin said, glancing nervously at Irene. She knew all too well about the ties between Yasmine, frene, and Yonas. 'But what brought them all home together?' Curious and puzzled, she looked at her brother, whose eyes hinted at a deep, complex inquiry. Nathan snapped out of his thoughts and smiled warmly at Irene. "Irene, glad you could make it! How about we share a cup of coffee?"

He took a moment to size up Yasmine, Ms. Sanchez, giving her a slight nod in acknowledgment.

Yoselin followed Yasmine closely as they walked into the living room. The room exuded an antique charm, likely a personal project of Nathan's making.

This is Matthew's last box of prized

gazed at Irene with a unique

opened, a gentle coffee aroma floated

coffee. Her every motion was filled with elegance, and her technique flowed

living room. Irene carefully poured the coffee into

hint of meaning "Ms. Sanchez, give it a try. I rarely brew coffee for outsiders." She implied that she considered herself part of the Russell family while it was Yasmine who was the outsider. Yoselin slightly frowned and said

there'll be plenty more chances later." Yasmine's eyes flashed coldly when Yoselin put her cup down, and surprisingly, Nathan didn't say a thing this time. "Yonas, my grandpa's

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thinking the coffee Irene made was really good.

her impressive demeanor, noting she had a similar aura to Yonas. Even in front of him, she showed no fear. Leisurely, he said, "Yoselin seems to lean on Ms. Sanchez quite a lot."

doesn't completely wipe away my worries. Not long ago, all your affairs exploded online, and now everyone in South City knows that before Teresa's suicide, she only left a message

question. Teresa's case is crystal clear. If I truly made any mistakes, the

her response; his eyes

being interesting might

Yonas. Besides, isn't Irene the one you really want for him? I've got nothing to do with Mr. Russell anymore.

can't compare to the White family. I've known Irene her whole life, so I

the usual: an offer to take money and leave his grandson or a