Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect

Yasmine paused for a moment before finally agreeing, "Alright.

After the call, Grady let out a sigh of relief, at least Yasmine agreed to help. Back in his cell, he managed to calm his unsettling thoughts.

At Aurelith University, Yasmine massaged her temples after sorting out the chaos with Bonnie and Abel. It was one thing after another. "Hurry up, it's that woman. Stop stalling and get it done!"

"Move faster, she's about to walk past," urged the person next to him....

Yasmine strolled past the apartment building, looking perfectly calm. This block was mainly for school staff, plus a few student families. But today felt different. The street, normally alive with movement, was strangely silent. Before she could figure out what was happening, danger came from above. Ice-cold water poured over her head, accompanied by a sharp thud and an icy chill that made her shiver.

In an instant, Yasmine was soaked like a drenched cat. Her hair stuck to her scalp, and her clothes were soaked through from top to bottom.

Yasmine heard giggles from above, but when she looked up, happened, leaving only her drenched state as evidence.

the source was gone. The laughter had vanished as if it never

Suddenly, she heard a few soft chuckles in her ear, then some unpleasant words followed. Someone snickered, "This is just a little warning. Hope she learns not to flirt with other people's husbands."

"Now I finally get why those rumors on the forums might be true. She was openly cheating while married to Mr. Flynn, and after the divorce, she hooked up with Mr. Russell. All the while, Mr. Russell was waiting for Ms. White, his childhood sweetheart studying abroad. She's known for this behavior."

Yasmine listened intently to every word. She needed to remember it was all because of Irene. Faced with these rumors, she could only give a faint, bitter smile. Those people might be lurking around, or maybe Irene sent them to mess with her mind deliberately. Though it was early autumn, it was still quite chilly. She was soaked with cold water and shivered as she walked down the

gone

far when someone gently placed a warm coat over her shoulders. street. She hadn't

"Yasmine," the man spoke, warmth spreading from behind her. That deep, magnetic voice resonated like a whisper she hadn't heard in what felt like ages.

'It's Yonas,' Yasmine thought to herself.

Yonas stood right behind her, but she couldn't muster the courage to turn and face him. The warmth of his suit jacket, with its cedar scent, wrapped around her. Despite her fear, she couldn't deny that even now, Yonas's presence made her feel an unmatched sense of security.

'But why did he suddenly appear here? And see me looking such a mess, Yasmine thought.

"Yasmine, turn around," Yonas said calmly. His voice, alluring and compelling, swept over her like a sudden storm.

She stubbornly refused to turn around as the man quickly caught up and wrapped his arms around Yasmine. The warm cedar scent that surrounded her melted away her defenses, and the frustration she'd felt over the past few days came to a head. Holding back tears, she didn't push him away.

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"I'll take you home," Yomas-offered.

The warm, moist breath at Yasmine's ear made her blush. She felt awkward, her mind filled with images of him with Irene. Determined, she pushed Yonas away and said coolly, "No, thank you, Mr. Russell. You should go back. I don't need your concern."

"Yasmine, it's freezing. Let me take you home, please?" Yonas said, his voice urgent.

Yet Yasmine still didn't want him to. She backed away from Yonas, not allowing him to get any closer.

Concern from you. It's over between us. Please, don't come near me and lead to

"Mr. Russell, I really don't need this kind of

any misunderstandings." Yasmine said, lowering

her eyes.

She didn't want him to see the tears threatening to escape the corners of her eyes, her nose already red with emotion. Yasmine fixed her gaze on Yonas's feet, watching him turn and walk away. It was only then she dared to lift her head, observing his retreating figure. For a moment, the urge to run after him almost overwhelmed her.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

It hadn't been that long since they'd last seen each other, yet he seemed so much more worn out.

Yasmine stopped dwelling on it and turned to leave. But just seconds later, a heavy thud echoed from behind her, sending a chill through her. She glanced back to see Yonas lying on the ground. Her heart skipped a beat as she rushed over, calling, "Yonas! Yonas!" Yonas's face was ashen, his lips drained of color. She reached out to touch his forehead, it was burning hot. No wonder she had sensed something was off when he embraced her earlier.

Yonas' car was parked not far away. She couldn't carry him alone, but fortunately, a passerby helped lift Yonas into the car. At the hospital, the doctor said the man passed out from too much stress and being overtired recently. Yasmine let out a sigh of relief once she knew he was fine. She was still in her soaking wet clothes when she got home, and Yoselin rushed over to

her.

"Yasmine, why are you all wet? It's not even raining," Yoselin asked, clearly worried.

"The faucet broke in the restroom and I got drenched," she said, avoiding telling Yoselin the full story to keep her from worrying

Despite being a bit skeptical, Yoselin urged Yasmine to change her clothes quickly. Today, she wasn't with Yasmine because her grandpa unexpectedly showed up after school, had a quick chat, and then brought her home.

Back in her room, Yasmine was lost in thought over recent events. The man was still unconscious, and she struggled to understand what the doctor meant by stress. Yasmine thought, 'Where exactly was this pressure coming from?'

After changing into dry clothes, Yasmine still felt a bit chilled. Just earlier, she'd managed to deliver the soaking-wet man to the hospital and confirm his condition before heading back. A lot of time had passed since then, and even with his coat around her, she felt the cold in her bones.

She found some cold medicine in the room's med kit and quickly made herself a hot drink. The warmth of the steaming medicine spread through her stomach, bringing her comfort.

Just as Yasmine was about to head to the hospital, Yoselin blocked her path at the door. "Where are you going again, Yasmine?" Yoselin asked, her gaze filled with curiosity.

Yasmine thought about mentioning that Yonas was in the hospital, but since Yoselin's health had just stabilized, she held back. She simply said, "I'm heading over to the Sanchez Group. There's some stuff I need to sort out."

Yoselin quickly recalled the planning proposal from some time ago and said, "Got it." It seemed that Irene had dropped that proposal after the last press conference.