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

Chapter 277

The next second. Yasmine pulled her hand back like she'd touched something hot. "Are

you the big bad guy?"

"Big bad guy?" Yonas frowned slightly, realizing she was probably referring to him. He sighed and replied

indulgently, "Yes. I'm the big bad guy, and I've cto take you home." "No, there's no home," she mumbled.

Yonas's gaze softened as he gently said, "Yasmine, there is."

"You big jerk, don't bother with me. Go take care of Ms. White, Yasmine murmured. She wasn't even sure what

she was saying, half-closing her eyes and speaking intermittently. Yonas realized she was drunk and quickly

helped her up. "I'll take you home," he said.

Yasmine was dragged out of the bar by him, but when Yonas tried to get her into the backseat, she refused. She

stubbornly resisted, plopping down on the ground with tears welling up in her eyes as she looked at Yonas,

feeling wronged.

At that moment, Yonas's heart melted. He helped Yasmine up, saying, "We won't take a car then. It's not far to

your place, how about we just walk back?" His voice was gentle and slow because he was speaking to Yasmine.

Even though Silver Grove was the busiest street, at two in the morning it was deserted, with yellow streetlights

casting lonely shadows.

Tm a little painter, painting all around... You hurt me, then just walked away with a smile..." Yasmine held Yonas's

hand, struggling to stand, singing a song. As she sang, she burst into wild laughter. "You big jerk, Yonas. You like

Irene, don't you? you like her so much, why do you keep coming toagain and again!" Yasmine asked loudly.

"Yasmine, | don't like her, Yonas replied.

Yasmine immediately pouted, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at Yonas. "Liar, | heard everything you

said at the bar. You like her, not me." In this moment, Yasmine seemed like an immature girl, a side she had

never shown before.

Yonas was stunned by Yasmine's words, realizing that she had been at the bar the whole time. His eyes showed a

flash of panic, thankful that Yasmine wasn't in a clear state now. He gently took her hand and said, "Yasmine,

there are sthings can't tell you right now, but please trust me."

Yasmine held onto his arm, sobbing, "Was everything before just a lie? If you don't love me, then why did you risk

your life crashing into that car that was about to hit me? | don't believe it!

Yonas didn't answer, he felt both pain and guilt. He wanted to explain everything to Yasmine, but the words were

stuck in his throat like a hump he couldn't swallow down. He couldn't bear to see Yasmine like this, her eyes filled

with something that a sober Yasmine never possessed.

"It's so cold, Yonas, I'm so cold!" she cried out, hugging her shoulders as she shivered.

pure sorrow,

Yonas quickly took off his jacket and draped it over her. "Yasmine, are you still cold?" The jacket, still warm from

Yonas, seemed to calm Yasmine's anxious expression as she caught the familiar scent. The subtle cedar aroma

was uniquely Yonas's.

"La la la..." Yasmine swung Yonas's hand back and forth, just like a kid being picked up from school, except it was

two in the morning

On the bridge, the sea breeze caressed Yasmine's cheeks. She had drunk a lot and was dizzy, but she held tightly

onto the man beside her. "Yonas, my leg hurts so much."

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Yonas's pupils suddenly shrunk as if he remembered something, and he glanced at Yasmine's leg. "Why does it

hurt?" He forced a grin that looked more like a grimace.

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Tears unconsciously streamed down Yasmine's face as she clutched her thigh with her right hand. Yonas

remembered the scar at that exact spot. People often speak their inner thoughts when unconscious, bringing up

the most buried, painful memories. They would never usually talk about them, but when drunk, it slips out. Yonas

was terrified that digging up those painful memories from the depths of Yasmine's mind would reveal everything

she didn't want to know. How would she face him then? "Yasmine, would you trust me?" he asked nervously.

Yasmine shook her head. "I can't trust you anymore, it's all lies."

With the night air cold and dewy, Yasmine walked a short distance before stopping. Dizzy, she leaned her head

against Yonas's arm. "I can't walk anymore. I'm home. | want to sleep. She said as she began to slowly close her

eyes, making as if to lay down on the ground. Yonas hurriedly stopped her. "We're not hyet, Yasmine."

Yasmine, eyes closed, refused to stand up again, so Yonas had no choice but to carry her on his back.

She obediently lay on Yonas's hack. "Why was it only mine before, but now you're giving it to her too?"

Yonas paused for a moment before understanding what Yasmine meant, but he didn't answer. He walked step by

step, feeling the dampness on his back and soon heard Yasmine's soft sobbing.

"Yasmine," he called out uneasily, but there was no response from the person behind him.

"Why do you give what was mine to her too?" she murmured to herself.

Yonas still didn't say anything, knowing the twasn't right yet. Something he'd been planning for so long

couldn't afford any mistakes.

"Who are you? You smell just like him," Yasmine said. Though she mumbled a few more unclear sentences, Yonas

only caught that one. He remained silent, feeling the weight in his heart grow heavier.

He would never forget this night, with his beloved girl questioning him on his back, "Why do you give what was

mine to her too?" When they arrived at Morgan's house, he knocked twice, and soon someone cto open the

door.

"Yasming what took you so long! And you forgot your keys wat, it's you?" Morgan furrowed his brows. He didn't

like seeing Yonas and Yasmine so close, especially with her on his back like that

Yonas wasn't sure how to explain going to the bar to find Yasmine. After pondering for a moment, he simply said,

"Yasmine and Lucy went to the bar to relax. When my people spotted them, | quickly had them brought over.

Even though he was explaining earnestly, they might not want to hear the whole truth. Sthings are destined

from the start.

Morgan furrowed his brow as he pulled Yasmine aside. Thank you, Mr. Russell. I'll treat you to a meal another day.

Right now, | need to take care of Yasmine, so please, | must ask you to leave.

Yonas hesitated for a moment before saying, "Mr. Sanchez, please don't tell her that | was the one who brought

her back"

Morgan didn't quite understand what he meant, but he nodded nonetheless

"Where's Yonas?" Irene angrily threw the soup that can help with hangover relief aside,

Daisy said with sconcem, "Ms, White, you've drunk so much alcohol, you really should have ssoup that

can help with hangover relief."

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The next second, Yasmine pulled her hand back like she'd touched something hot. 'Are you the big bad guy?"

"Big bad guy?" Yonas frowned slightly, realizing she was probably referring to him. He sighed and replied

indulgently, "Yes, I'm the big bad guy, and I've cto take you home." "No, there's no home," she mumbled.

Yonas's gaze softened as he gently said, "Yasmine, there is."

"You big jerk, don't bother with me. Go take care of Ms. White, Yasmine murmured. She wasn't even sure what

she was saying, half-closing her eyes and speaking intermittently.

Yonas realized she was drunk and quickly helped her up. "Tl take you home," he said.

Yasmine was dragged out of the bar by him, but when Yonas tried to get her into the backseat, she refused. She

stubbornly resisted, plopping down on the ground with tears welling up in her eyes as she looked at Yonas,

feeling wronged.

At that moment, Yonas's heart melted. He helped Yasmine up, saying, "We won't take a car then. It's not far to

your place. how about we just walk back? His voice was gentle and slow because he was speaking to Yasmine.

Even though Silver Grove was the busiest street, at two in the morning it was deserted, with yellow streetlights

casting lonely shadows.

I'm a little painter, painting all around... You hurt me, then just walked away with a smile... Yasmine held Yonas's

hand. struggling to stand, singing a song. As she sang, she burst into wild laughter. "You big jerk, Yonas. You like

Irene, don't you? you like her so much, why do you keep coming toagain and again?" Yasmine asked loudly.

"Yasmine, | don't like her." Yonas replied.

Yasmine immediately pouted, her eyes brimming with tears as he looked at Yonas. "Liar, | heard everything you

said at the bar. You like her, not me." In this moment, Yasmine seemed like an immature girl, a side she had

never shown before.

Yonas was stunned by Yasmine's words, realizing that she had been at the bar the whole time. His eyes showed a

flash of panic, thankful that Yasmine wasn't in a clear state now. He gently took her hand and said, "Yasmine,

there are sthings can't tell you right now, but please trust me."

Yasmine held onto his arm, sobbing. "Was everything before just lie? If you don't love me, then why did you risk

your life crashing into that car that was about to hit me? | don't believe it!

Yonas didn't answer; he felt both pain and guilt. He wanted to explain everything to Yasmine, but the words were

stuck in his throat like a lump he couldn't swallow down. He couldn't bear to see Yasmine like this, her eyes filled

with pure sorrow, something that a sober Yasmine never possessed.

"It's so cold, Yonas, I'm so cold!" she cried out, hugging her shoulders as she shivered.

Yonas quickly took off his jacket and draped it over her. "Yasmine, are you still cold?" The jacket, still warm from

Yonas, seemed to calm Yasmine's anxious expression as she caught the familiar scent. The subtle cedar aroma

was uniquely Yonas's

"La la la... Yasmine swung Yonas's hand back and forth, just like kid being picked up from school, except it was

two in the morning

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On the bridge, the sea breeze caressed Yasmine's cheeks. She had drunk a lot and was dizzy, but she held tightly

onto the

much. hun beside her. "Yonas, my leg hurts so

Yonas's pupils suddenly shrunk as if he remembered something and he glanced at Yasmine's leg. "Why does it

hurt?" He forced a grin that looked more like a grimace.

11:53 Mon, Nov 18 BUB

Chapter 277

Tears unconsciously streamed down Yasmine's face as she clutched her thigh with her right hand. Yonas

remembered the scar at that exact spot. People often speak their inner thoughts when unconscious, bringing up

the most buried, painful memories. They would never usually talk about them, but when drunk, it slips out. Yonas

was terrified that digging up those painful memories from the depths of Yasmine's mind would reveal everything

she didn't want to know. How would she face him then "Yasmine, would you trust me?" he asked nervously.

Yasmine shook her head. | can trust you anymore. it's all lies"

With the night air cold and dewy, Yasmine walked a short distance before stopping. Dizzy, she leaned her head

against Yonas's arm. | can't walk anymore. I'm home. | want to sleep. She said as she began to slowly close her

eyes, making as if to lay down on the ground. Yonas hurriedly stopped her. "We're not hyet, Yasmine."

Yasmine, eyes closed, refused to stand up again, so Yonas had no choice but to carry her on his back.

She obediently lay on Yonas's back. "Why was it only mine before, but now you're giving it to her too?"

Yonas paused for a moment before understanding what Yasmine meant, but he didn't answer. He walked step by

steps. feeling the dampness on his back and soon brand Yasmine's soft sobbing "Yasmine," he called out

uneasily, but there was no response from the person behind him.

"Why do you give what was mine to her too?" she murmured to herself

Vonas still didn't say anything, knowing the twasn't eight yet something he'd been planning for so long

couldn't afford any mistakes.

"Who are you? You sell just like him Yasmine said Though the mumbled a few more unclear sentences, Yonas only

caught that one. He remained silent, feeling the weight in his heart grow heavier

He would never forget this night with his beloved girl questioning him on his back, "Why do you give what was

mine to her too? When they arrived at Morgan's house, he knocked roce, and soon someone cto open the

door.

"Yasming, what took you along And you forgot your keys wat it's your Morgan furrowed his brows. He didn't like

sering Yonas and Yaumine so close, especially with her on his back like that

Yonas wasn't sure how to explain going to the bar to find Yasmine After pondering for a moment, he simply said,

"Yasmine and Lucy went to the bar to relax. When my people spotted them I quickly had them brought over"

Even though he was explaining earnestly, they might not want to hear the whole truth Sthings are destined

from the start

Morgan furrowed his brow as he pulled Yaunine aside. "Thank you. Mr Russell I'll treat you to a meal another day.

Right now, | need to take care of Yasmine, so please, | must ask you to leave."

Yonas hesitated for a moment before saying, "Mr. Sanchez, please don't tell her that | was the one who brought

her back Morgan didn't quite understand what he meant, but he nodded ponetheless "Where's Yonas" Irene

angrily threw the soup that can help with hangover relief aside,

Daisy said with sconcert "Ma White, you've drunk so much alcohol, you really should have ssoup that

can help with hangover reliet