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

Chapter 706

This single subtle gesture revealed her inner feelings. Without needing to look further, Sarah immediately understood. Through the monitor, she could see that the photograph was a selfie of a man.

Beyond heartbreak, she couldn't think of any other explanation.

The emotion release room had been open for nearly a week. During this time, she had observed many clients. Those who came to release their emotions fell into several categories: heartbreak, work conflicts, friendship issues, personal disputes, or being stuck at a crossroads in life, unable to make the right choice.

They came here to vent their emotions, and often only after destroying everything could they finally see what they truly wanted in their hearts.

This was Sarah's original purpose in creating the emotion release room. But more importantly, this wasn't just a simple place to vent emotions-it offered clients more valuable services, such as guidance from top psychological counselors to help them quickly resolve their troubles.

Finally, the woman left the release room. As she opened the door, she saw Sarah sitting across from her and momentarily froze. "Who are you?"

ma'am. I'm

an

less tired and less sad. The real issue

could choose to wade through with wet shoes, but you couldn't always walk around

nervously, her eyes darting

piece of paper and a pen toward her and said kindly, "If you're uncomfortable speaking about it, you can write it down. Rest assured, we keep all client information strictly confidential. Your record won't be stored on a computer, only in written form, and we'll use code names instead of

woman nodded and picked up the pen to write on the paper. She wrote something, crossed it out, wrote again, crossed

two years. During these two years, he constantly put me down. I used to be quite a proud person,

come to Pine Mist Island Resort were either wealthy or influential. Looking at her clothes and accessories, she didn't seem like an ordinary worker-her handbag alone was worth over

the woman's description, Sarah understood clearly: a scoundrel wanting something for nothing, even disgusting enough to deceive