Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect

Yonas, mumbling, "Yonas likes me.

However, Yasmine leaned directly against Yonas, pointing at his face. "Huh? You're Yonas Russell! Why do you have two noses?" She tried to focus on Yonas's nose, but she could barely control her vision, feeling more and more dizzy. Eventually. she collapsed against "What did you say?" Yonas asked softlys his eyes filled with tenderness as he held her. But no matter how many times he asked, Yasmine only responded with giggles.

He had drunk quite a bit earlier too, but not as much as Yasmine He was still relatively sober. He arranged for someone to take the other three back to their rooms and decided to escort Yasmine back as well. It was already I a.m., and it was getting cold.

He helped Yasmine into the room and tucked her under the blankets. Just as he was about to leave, she grabbed his hand tightly. "Don't go, don't go..." she murmured.

Yonas's heart ached at her words, so he sat by the bed. "Okay, I'm not leaving

"Yonas, Yonas, Yonas..." she murmured, moving restlessly. Yonas tucked her in. "I'm here, what's wrong?

"I like..." Yasmine mumbled.

Yonas leaned closer to her lips. "What did you say?" At that moment, all he could hear from Yasmine's murmurs was his name, followed by "I like you. Yonas, Yonas, Yonas, I like you."

At that moment, he felt a rush of blood to his head, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at Yasmine's face. Unable to control himself, he touched her cheek and asked, "Are you serious?"

Her hair was disheveled, spread across the pillow, and her slightly drunken gaze was hazy,

Yonas tried to control himself, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Get some rest.

As Yonas stood up, a pair of arms suddenly wrapped around his neck and pulled him down forcefully, pressing their lips together. It felt as if a jolt of electricity shot through his brain, shattering his self-control. Already struggling to maintain composure after drinking, he was now completely overwhelmed and lost all sense of reason.

With the last shred of his self-control, Yonas asked softly, "Yasmine, who am I?"

Yasmine gently whispered in his ear, "Yonas." The next moment, their passion erupted like a flood, overwhelming them both as they embraced tightly.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

The next morning. Yasmine opened her eyes, her gaze landing on a familiar face still asleep beside her. She stared in shock at Yonas. The soreness in her body confirmed what had happened the night before, and her eyes widened in disbelief as she found herself lying in his arms.

The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow on Yonas's face. He opened his eyes lazily, looking at Yasmine with a gentle smile.

The drunkenness last night left Yasmine feeling a bit dazed. She stared blankly at Yonas, noticing his long eyelashes, the faint smile on his lips, and a few red marks on his neck.

As she was lost in thought, Yonas chuckled softly. "You're awake?"

Even in her daze, she understood what had happened last night Yasmine let out a scream and quickly hid under the covers. She couldn't believe that she and Yonas had... She wondered what she had done the previous night.

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Yonas pulled back the covers slightly. "Now you decide to hide?" je teased.

She immediately pulled the covers back up, covering her face again. "Don't talk."

Seeing her startled reaction, Yonas glanced at her hand, gently held it, and said, "Don't be afraid."

But Yasmine was even more flustered and couldn't stay still. She quickly pulled her hand away and stood up abruptly. "Close your eyes," she said shyly.

Yonas responded, "Alright."

She immediately covered herself with the blanket, gathered the scattered clothes, and rushed into the bathroom with a blushed face.

The bathroom door opened and then closed with a heavy thud. Yonas stood up and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window. With a casual tug, he pulled open the white curtains, allowing golden sunlight to flood the room.

A hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes, and a faint fragrance lingered in the room. He lay back down on the bed, the blanket still carrying Yasmine's scent.

Meanwhile, Yasmine's heart pounded wildly as she stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror, her face flushed with embarrassinent. She tried to recall what happened yesterday, but her mind was blank. Turning on the faucet, she splashed cold water on her face, finally regaining some composure.

She quickly changed into her clothes, only to discover that there were red marks on her neck as well. "How am I supposed to explain this if Lucy and Yoselin see them? And Chuck will definitely laugh at mef she thought.

Her wet hair clung to her face, matching her disheveled state. She wanted to flee immediately, but Yonas's eyes caught her before she could. She couldn't calm down, especially with her cheeks burning hot. She couldn't believe she had entire night sleeping in Yonas's arms. spent the

As Yasmine stepped out of the bathroom, she found Yonas still lying on the bed, his gaze fixed on her with a smile. Yasmine wanted to run, but in the next moment, she found her slender wrist firmly caught, making it impossible to move.

"Why are you trying to escape?" he asked in a barely audible voice, laced with a hint of amusement.

Yasmine frowned slightly, wondering what he was up to. She looked up suddenly and met his deep brown eyes, twinkling with laughter.

"I was drunk last night. I don't remember anything. Let's just pretend nothing happened," she blurted out, forcefully brushing off his hand and turning to leave. She straightened her back, but the sound of his amused laughter behind her made her body tremble, unwilling to look back.

Yonas spoke in a low voice, barely containing his anger. "Yasmine, do you even know what you're saying?"

"I, 1... Yasmine stammered.

"I want you to see clearly. You know what happened. Don't talk like that," Yonas said.

Yasmine stood rigid, her back straight. Embarrassment and confusion washed over her, making her want to disappear on the spol.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you forget what you said last night?" Yonas pulled her back into his arms. Yasmine didn't respond, burying her head against his chest. She heard Yonas softly say, "You said you like me."

"I did not!" she instinctively denied, but Yonas only held her tighter.

"Yasmine. I'm so happy," Yonas said.

The scent of cedar filled her nose as she took a deep breath. "But we..." What are we now? A couple? Or just pillow friends?" she wondered, unsure of how to ask him. Even though Yonas had mentioned liking her and had even claimed they were a couple in front of Xavier, he had never seriously said it to her face.

Yonas steadied her and asked, "Would you let me be your boyfriend? Let me protect you?"

Yasmine's heart raced as she bit her lip, feeling completely overwhelmed and unsure where to look.

Seeing her hesitation, Yonas's eyes lowered in disappointment. T's okay if you don't want to answer now. I'll wait for you."

Her heart skipped a beat at the sight of his frustration, and she couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. "But I... I've been divorced."

Yonas noticed her furrowed brow and suddenly understood. "So that's what you've been worried about?" He gazed intently Yasmine, asking. "Do you care about that?"

"Me? I don't care, but others do." After all, Yonas was the third son of the Russell family in Soucrity, with many eyes watching

him.

"And do you care what others think?" Yonas asked.

"Of course not," Yasmine blurted out.

Yonas smiled. "Neither do I.