Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect

"What is he looking for you?" Lucy exclaimed.

Yasmine had told Lucy about her breakup and mentioned Irene too. Remembering the day she saw Yonas enter the building, she smiled bitterly, "Probably not, it's all work-related"

"Yasmine, stop thinking about him." Lucy's voice softened.

"I know." She constantly reminded herself not to think of Yonas, but the more she tried, the more she did.

"Yasmine. I'll come over to keep you company, Lucy offered.

Yasmine chuckled. "Lucy, I know you're worried about me, but your family is so busy right now. It's better if you stay

"Yasmine, I'm worried about you, Lucy wished she could just rush over immediately.

"It's fine, there's still a month left. You can come over anytime once you're done, Yasmine replied.

Towering skyscrapers glittered with neon lights: Yonas sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, facing the hotel where Yasmine was staying. This was the bustling area of Saint's Haven where cars filled the streets. He turned over on the bed, still thinking about yesterday. After drinking with the EverPeak people last night, he ended up at Yasmine's hotel in a daze, unable to say what he wanted. The only thing he could remember was Yasmine's distant, indifferent gaze before she left, and his own sense of loss.

The phone rang, and his eyes turned icy-it was Irene calling. "What is it?" He hadn't told Irene about his trip to Saint's Haven; he arrived the same day Yasmine did.

"Yonas, who was that on the phone last night?" Irene's voice was soft but had an unspoken sharpness.

Yonas felt a wave of irritation. "What is it?" he didn't want to answer the question.

"Why didn't you tell me, Yonas? Why didn't you tell me you went abroad? I found out today while discussing with Dennis that you're overseas, Are you intentionally avoiding me?" Irene's voice was growing more urgent

No, I just came because it was necessary"

Yonas replied coldly. "No, I

Irene raised her voice a bit Theard Yasmine went to Saint's Haven for the Dekker Competition. Is Yonas there now?"

Yonas tightened his grip on the phone, his cane curing colder, "You sure are quick with the news. So what if I am?"

Irene giggled, "You're really in Saint's Haven. It was Yasmine who answered the phone last night, right? Isn't she supposed to be in the competition! Is Yonas there to cheer her out I want to cheer for her too." She paused before adding, "Maybe I should come over tonight?" Yonas's eyes flashed with a chilly light, "Don't try to control me, Irene

"Yonas, I'm not trying to control you. Grandpa Nathan said you should take care of me, families, the Wenn and the Yonas, so of course, I need to be at Saint's Haven to oversee things.

that we should work well together. This concerns both our

"Whatever." Yonas hung up the phone, feeling a throbbing pain between his eyebrows. He pressed his fingers to his forehead, Yasmine's words echoing through his mind.

"We're just ordinary friends, maybe not even that...

Are you apologizing for deceiving me all this time, or is it because of Irene you're saying sorry!"

He wanted to tell Yasmine, but he didn't dare take the risk, at least for now, be still had the chance to see Yasmine. He wanted to explain things to Irene, but he couldn't afford to fall out with her, not at this moment.

That night, he got a call from Irene saying she had arrived in Saint's Haven and wamed him to pick her up, but he didn't go,

Inside the hotel, Yasmine continued working on her thesis. Among the competitors, she was probably the one moving the fastest while the others were still figuring out their direction. In thesis writing, choosing the right direction is indeed the most crucial part. If the topic itself is wrong, the subsequent wejs wordt matter machi

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It only took her two days to completely finish the opening report, leaving Effie amazed at her progress. "Wow, you're so fast!" Effie exclaimed.

This competition was an academic project jointly organized by top international universities, featuring an impressive panel of judges. Besidest renowned psychology professors from various countries, there were also members from psychological research institutes involved.

The high caliber of the judges and the rigorous selection process underlined just how prestigious the competition was. According to insider information, after this competition, experts from the psychological research institutes would select their preferred candidates to join their institute.

By the fifth day of the competition, Yasmine had stopped thinking about Yonas. After completing her tasks, she stretched. Yonas had already emailed her all the data she needed, and she began sorting through it. The next step was systematic organization and detailed categorization while pondering over the modeling approach.

By the time she finished planning her modeling strategy, it was already midnight. Outside, the rain was pouring heavily. The weather forecast that morning had mentioned a heavy storm tonight, and it had begun half an hour ago with no sign of stopping yet. As she got up to head to bed, an intense knocking on the door startled her.

The last time someone knocked like this was when Yonas got drunk. Could it be Yonas again? She opened the door and saw Yonas standing there with damp hair and soaked clothes. His eyes were bloodshot and filled with exhaustion, which startled Yasmine. "Yonas, you..." What's going on?

His hand covered hers, the cold touch almost making her fling it away. She shifted to the side, allowing Yonas to walk in.

"Yasmine," his voice was hoarse.

Yasmine's rationality slowly gave way to her emotions, and she couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart. She awkwardly handed him her towel, "Yonas, what happened?"

"I was at the hotel entrance, wanting to go in but hesitated. It wasn't until I snapped back to reality that I realized it was raining." Yonas remained calm, yet his eyes held a trace of pain.

Yasmine was taken aback; was he really standing at the hotel entrance all this time? But it had been pouring for half an hour now. Surely he wouldn't just stand in the downpour? She thought Yonas wouldn't do that, but seeing him so bedraggled, she wasn't so sure. "Why! Last time you came here drunk. Did you drink again today?" she asked,

Yonas thought for a moment before replying, "Just a little.

Yasmine snorted sharply, shaking her head, "There's more to it. The strong smell of alcohol clinging to him made it clear it wasn't just a small drink. "Yonas, until you've sorted out your issues, I think we should stop seeing each other. Unless he clears things up with Irene, things between them would remain murky.

Yonas suddenly looked up and said, "I have nothing to do with Irene. I don't like her, Yasmine. It's my fault for not making it clear before. But I've explained everything to her today."

"She's come to Saint's Havent Yasmine frowned deeply.

Yonas nodded, "Yes, I've told her everything"Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

"Then has she left?" Yasmine stared at the hotel room door, worried Irene might suddenly appear.

"Not yet, as far as I know," he replied. "I'm not really sure.