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 beneath her, reminiscent of the old

disgust in his eyes. "Let's eat. From

Ivette's words before coming: Morgan might appear cold, but he's really gentle, especially toward Yasmine, whom he treats like a little sister. Morgan, a perfect gentleman, had always been

Russell and Donna would dislike me. I'll try to learn "Morgan, it's my better," Donna said, flashing

slammed his fork down. "I'm full," he

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

up, ready to chase after him. Luckily,

study to take care of some work. Let's not bother him." Donna looked Yasmine up and down, her tone indifferent, "What I want to do is none of your

Donna didn't follow. She realized she couldn't rush things; Morgan's

doing much better now than when she was home; at least she wasn't prone to sudden episodes anymore. Her dependence on Yasmine was unimaginably strong.

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reassuringly, "Of course,

off the light, and the world was instantly plunged

stood in

since I last saw you. I've missed you so much."

them on the table, he spoke softly, "Your mom and my mom made all this food. They're both worried sick about you and the baby, fearing you're not

made by Melissa, the other with black chicken soup from Selena. They'd both packed in loads of ingredients, determined

thermos containers. With emotion in her eyes, she held Xavier's hand tightly, her voice catching as she

gaze, so he skirted around it, asking instead,

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