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

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The most puzzling question resurfaced again: What exactly happened on the night Teresa attempted suicide!

Looking earnestly at Morgan, Yasmine said, "I want to meet Teresa's mother."

Everything traced back to the initial counseling room. From Teresa's appearance to her departure, all she talked

about was fear-primarily fear of Urena. But after hearing what Urena said at the school gate, Yasmine started to

ponder deeply. Was Teresa truly afraid of Urena's reaction towards her HIV status?

Kindhearth Community was a shock to Yasmine'when she stepped through its gates. In the midst of the bustling

and vibrant Soucrity, there was a neighborhood so rundown and outdated. Kindhearth Community, given its

location near a primary school, should have been better kept due to its status as a school district housing.

However, when Yasmine truly saw the buildings within the community, she realized there were only a few four-

story buildings, which could well be considered hazardous.

ir stories, where

A larger doubt emerged in Yasmine's mind: if the tallest building in Teresa's old neighborhood was only four did

Teresa jump from?

Teresa lived in the innermost building of the neighborhood, which was devoid of any public facilities, with

overgrown weeds-pleasantly called greenery, but in reality, just unattended natural growth. Even the weathered

marks on the exterior walls showed how long it had been around. Walking through the bumpy path, she finally

found the place where Teresa lived.

Yasmine entered the building's hallway, which was so dark without even a single sound-controlled light, it made

her feel a bit anxious. Fortunately, Teresa's hwasn't too high up, just on the second floor.

She reached out and knocked on the door. Soon, she heard the sound of it opening, and a child's head peeked

out from inside. She knew this was Teresa's little brother. The boy looked about seven or eight years old, with a

dirty face and short-cropped hair. He stared at Yasmine curiously with wide eyes.

i mom?" Yasmine asked.

"Where's your mom?"

A mumbling voice cfrom inside, and Urena hurriedly opened the door, pushing the little boy behind her, and

looked ar Yasmine warily. "You, why are you here?"

Morgan originally didn't feel comfortable letting Yasmine chere alone, planning to accompany her after

work. Yasmine handed over the items she had just bought in the marketplace, which included both food and

sprecious supplements.

Seeing these luxurious items, Urena's expression only relaxed a little, However, she certainly wasn't planning

offering Yasmine anything to drink. Instead, she said in a not-so-friendly tone, "Why are you here? Are you here

to make fun of my son and me? Did the president tell you what | said to him? Lettell you, it's 3 million! Not a

penny less!"

Urena continued, "You'd better be sensible and get the money toin the next few days. From then on, my

daughter will have nothing to do with you. If you don't givethe money, I'll keep causing a scene, all the way

to the Soucrity court and even the provincial court. | refuse to believe there's nowhere that will stand up for me.

Even if you're the heiress of the Sanchez family, | can't believe you can cover it all up!"

As Urena spoke these words, her fingertips trembled slightly, and by the end, her voice was shaky, as if she was

rallying her own courage, tightly gripping the edge of her garment,

Yasmine chuckled softly, "Mrs. Urena, you actually know well yourself, your daughter's situation has nothing to

do with me. The reason you're pinning all the blonis just because she cto my counseling office a

few days ago. The content on that form was only for her to reflect on her heart and write down what she wants in

life. It has absolutely nothing to do with her decision to take her own life. No matter where you try to sue me, it

won't work."

Urena was so furious her eyes were bloodshot, pointing at Yasmine but unable to utter a word. The little boy

behind her tilted his head slightly, looking at Yasmine with suspicion. At six or seven, he was at that awkward

age-not too big, not too small. Just when he was beginning to understand the world around him, he seemed both

to understand and not understand what Yasmine and his mother were saying.

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"Urena, maybe you should have your son go to his room and studly" Yasmine suggested. Such matters were best

kept away from children.

Urena contemplated for a moment, then sent the little boy to the bedroom. Yasmine sat on the sofa with a blank

expression and asked Urena, "Where did Teresa attempt suicide?"

Urena erupted in a furious rage. "So what exactly are you here for today? Our family does not welcyou!"

"If you still want compensation, then answer my questions seriously." Yasmine's gaze turned icy, piercing to the

bone.

Urena had to grudgingly comply but refused to admit she was intimidated by the younger girl before her. She

hesitated and said. "We didn't live here before. We used to live in the neighborhood next door, it was a rental.

After Teresa jumped from the building, the landlord thought we were bringing bad luck. People in the

neighborhood didn't want us bringing such troubles to them either, so they forced the landlord to kick us out.

With no other choice, | had to find a new place nearby for Timothy and me."

Yasmine glanced around and realized that it was Indeed as Urena had said. Sthings were still piled up

without being tidied away yet. It was understandable; after all, since Teresa's suicide, that room had beca

haunted place. When she leapt from the twentieth floor in such a drastic manner, the property values in the

entire neighborhood would inevitably drop.

From what her cousin Morgan showed her about the events, she roughly understood what happened that day.

Urena had.

Was ther gone out to buy groceries, and on her way back, she saw a crowd gathering below the building, all

pointing towards the rooftop like watching a show. It was then that Urena realized the person standing hopelessly

on the rooftop daughter. She didn't even have a chance to say a word before Teresa's figure trembled and leapt

off, crashing down on the path Urena was walking.

Witnessing her daughter die right in front of her eyes, it's a wonder she didn't lose her mind. Of course, that's if

we're talking about an ordinary mother. Right now, nobody could be sure Urena was a loving mother to Teresa,

even if she seemed to be "Could | take a look at Teresa's belongings?" Yasmine asked.

After much deliberation, Urena nodded, pointing to a snakeskin bag placed at the entrance.

Yasmine brought over the snakeskin bag, opened it, and saw that inside, apart from sclothes, there were

also a few books.

Urena spoke to herself, "That day, the police watched the surveillance in the corridor and confirmed that she

went up by herself. Later, | heard from the onlookers downstairs that she waited on the rooftop for five minutes,

like she was "Like she was waiting for you to cback?" Yasmine said.

Urena's face turned pale, and she nodded heavily. "Yes, she must have been waiting forto cback" When

Urena returned, she just glanced up, then Teresa resolutely jumped down. Urena couldn't understand why.