Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect

Chapter Rebirth 6



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Chapter Matthew slammed his cup down, staring off into the distance with a sad look in his eyes.

He said, his voice hoarse, "Ever after Yasmine married you, Selera had been tough on her. Yet whenever Selena got sick. Yasmine would be there to find a doctor. And when Helen wanted something, Yasmine would be the one to pay for it. you got a

"Every time you came home late, she was there waiting for you, cooking your meals. Remember that year when you stomach problem because of Yvette? Yasmine burned her hands making soup for you."

He sighed. "Even when she stayed with the Lynch family after her father passed away, she never did such things. Xavier, Yasmine gave you everything. And Yvette? She barely offered you a spoonful of soup, and suddenly you think she's the one who truly cares?" Xavier listened, clenching his fists, shadows swirling in his eyes. Yasmine was completely unaware of what Matthew was saying. For the first time, she had slept well.

The next day at 8:30 AM, she called Xavier and said, "Mr. Flynn, if you have time, could you please come to the courthouse at 9. I'm waiting outside there."

Xavier held his phone and replied casually, "I have a meeting coming up, so I can't make it. Let's talk about it in a few days." He hung up before she could respond.

Yasmine paused, a bit surprised. 'If I remember right, I told him about this yesterday. Well, busy people, she thought, but hesitated and decided not to call him back. She would wait for this busy man to find a moment.

On her way back, she recalled Lucy mentioning Winston, so she called him and headed to the White residence. Upon arriving, a se**nt guided her to the study.

Just as she was about to step inside, she heard Winston saying, "Yonas, I can't help Yoselin as much as I want to. Psychological treatment takes time, and it's important not to give up halfway. My current health situation might make it tough." Yasmine paused, and then a deep and gentle voice responded, "Your health comes first. If you know anyone else who could help, please recommend them: Winston nodded, and at that moment, the s**t knocked and entered. "Ms. Sanchez is here."

Winston perked up. "Yasmine, come on in"

Yasmine looked up and saw the man who had been speaking. He was refined and devilishly handsome. His striking features and piercing eyes held a mysterious, icy depth. Leaning in the shadows, he exuded an alluring danger while remaining calm, like an exquisite piece of art.

Upon seeing Yasmine, the man bid farewell to Winston casually. I'll come another day."

Suddenly, it hit Yasmine, and she had a feeling about who he was

Winston sighed, "Even the Russell family has difficulties. If that young lady keeps this up, I'm afraid..."

Just as Yasmine suspected, the man was the famous Yonas Russell.

The Russell family was one of the top real estate families in Souerity and had been on a roll in recent years, all thanks to their CEO, Yonas. Rumor had it he was incredibly handsome but also decisive and ruthless, maintaining an air of mystery that left many eager to see him

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Yasmine didn't expect to run into Yonas here, but then she recalled the hunting event Lucy mentioned the next day-Yonas would be there too.

Curiosity bubbled up inside her. Just based on looks, Yonas didn't seem like the type to enjoy such activities.

Meanwhile, Winston felt a mix of emotions, aware of Yasinine's recent divorce. Back in college, she had been his top student. But later she married young and paused her psychology studies, which he regretted. Now that she was divorced, she didn't appear to be in despair, which eased his worries somewhat

"Back in the day, you were the best student in the Psychology Department. If you hadn't gotten sidetracked, you could have made some real contributions in the field by now. Now that you have some free time, have you thought about getting back into psychology?" Winston asked.


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