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

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Yoselin eyed the table's offerings with little enthusiasm. After trying a bit, she grimaced and remarked, "Yasmine, this soup is just terrible."

"You. What do you mean by that?" Donna shot up instantly, glaring at Yoselin with anger. Even though Yoselin was the eldest of the Russell family, Donna couldn't keep putting up with it.

Yoselin sneered, "I don't mean anything by it. I'm just speaking the truth, or are you not allowing people to be honest?"

Donna, used to playing coy, grabbed Morgan's arm and pouted, "Morgan, did you hear what she just said? So rude and

"Who are you calling

rude a. nered?" Yoselin shot

a cold look at Donna. No one had ever dared to speak to y

that before.

fresher

"Morgan, you heard it, right? I'm not trying to start anything, it's her problem. Donna looked at Morgan innocently, tears still clinging to her eyes.

thought such a ploy was

neutral face, though there was a hint of disgust in his eyes. "Let's eat. From now on, let Finola

he treats like a little sister. Morgan, a perfect gentleman, had always been their

it's not good, of course Ms. Russell and Donna would dislike me. I'll try to learn "Morgan, it's

fork down. "I'm

bowl was still mostly full, and her cousin Morgan looked visibly impatient. She could tell he was on the verge

Donna said, standing up, ready to chase after him.

Let's not bother him." Donna looked Yasmine up and down, her tone indifferent, "What I

she couldn't rush things;

home; at least she wasn't prone to sudden episodes anymore. Her dependence on Yasmine was unimaginably strong. Before drifting off to sleep, Yoselin asked with a hint of uncertainty, "Yasmine, will

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Chapter 299

"Of course, now

and the world was instantly plunged

been taking care of herself much, lounging around the house, and her belly had a noticeable curve. At five months, the pregnancy was getting heavy. Yvette stood in front of the

I've missed you so much." Her gaze was locked on him,

They're both worried sick about you and the baby, fearing you're not eating well here. My mom

popped open the two thermos containers, releasing a wave of rich aroma. One was filled with braised pork made by Melissa, the other with black chicken soup

in her eyes, she held Xavier's hand tightly, her voice catching

speechless under her loving gaze, so he skirted around it, asking instead, "How've you been?" He smoothly slipped his hand away

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