Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect

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In the drawing room, Yoselin gave the new psychologist a once-over. He seemed different from the others. She stayed quiet for a bit, and then the man spoke up, "Hello, Ms. Russell. I'm your new psychologist."

Yoselin gave a subtle nod, and the housekeeper, picking up on her cue, quietly left.

Yoselin eyed the man curiously and, with a polite distance, said, "Hi there, I know my granddad asked you to help me, but I already have my own therapist. Just a heads-up, don't waste your effort. You can take the money, but I'm a lost cause for you."

Instead of getting upset, the therapist looked at Yoselin with a peculiar curiosity. He'd heard beforehand about Ms. Russell's challenging nature and seen her complex therapy records. Despite trying nearly every treatment imaginable, there had been minimal progress. It's only due to the famous Dekker Competition champion that she's managed to stay clear-headed and stable now.

"Ms. Russell, I get where you're coming from, but hear me out," the therapist said. "Honestly, your grandfather doesn't seem to have the best impression of Ms. Sanchez. Otherwise, he wouldn't have brought you back from Yasmine, going to such great lengths to find all these therapists to help you."

The therapist paused, then continued, "Let me be blunt. Every therapist has their own way of doing things. Even if you really like Yasmine's methods, why not give mine a shot? I bet you don't want to stay stuck in this dark place forever, right?"

Yoselin was a bit surprised by what he said, and she felt uncertain. She thought it over and then decided to make a demand, "I'll let you treat me, but you have to agree to one condition."

The psychologist looked at Yoselin, puzzled. "Go ahead, tell me," he said, thinking, "This young lady from the Russell family, pampered like a gem from birth, what could she possibly need my help to get?'

Yoselin looked hopeful as she said, "I want you to take me out." She mentioned it had been ages since she last saw her sister Yasmine.

The psychologist paused, a bit surprised, but then nodded, "Sure, I'll give it a shot."

About thirty minutes later, Yoselin and the psychologist were standing in Nathan's study. Nathan looked at the psychologist with concern, "Doctor, how's her treatment coming along?"

The psychologist gave a confident nod but then said, with a touch of concern, "Nathan, there's something I need to ask you."

"Go on," Nathan replied.

"Here's the situation," the psychologist began earnestly, "I need to give Yoselin specialized treatment, but we don't have the right equipment here at your home. The only set in all of Soucrity is in my office, so I was hoping we could do this afternoon's session there if that's acceptable to you?"

Nathan looked at Yoselin with a meaningful glance but caught the evasiveness in her eyes. He understood, yet simply nodded, "Alright."

Yoselin pinched her thigh hard, barely holding back her excitement inside.

Yasmine stopped by the Sanchez Group and was surprised to bump into Donna.

"Oh, isn't that Yasmine? Are you here to see Morgan? Sorry, he's not at the office. He's off running an errand for my mom," Donna smirked as she spoke. "Why don't you tell me what you need him for? Maybe I can help out."

"No need." Yasmine brushed past her, not even glancing at her.

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Donna, furious, stomped her feet. How dare she ignore her? "Don't think you're so smart. Let's see how cool you are when my grandmother drops by the Sanchez residence with a group, Donna said.

Yasmine came to a halt and shot her a sarcastic look. "Whether I'm pleased or not is none of your concern, but I bet that smile won't last long."

"Yasmine, what do you mean by that?" Donna shouted angrily.

Before Donna could even get an answer, Yasmine hopped into her car and drove off, leaving Donna fuming.

Christine, a member of the Mayfield family, was held in high esteem by the Sanchez elders as well. On the third night after Caleb was detained, Christine showed up at Morgan's place with the Sanchez elders, joined by Uncle Jared and Aunt Ivette. In the main hall, Donna's two great-uncles sat with solemn expressions. Christine sat quietly with a dark look, while Claire, her eyes red, stood beside Aunt Ivette. Donna's gaze was fixed on Yasmine, her expression a wild mix of excitement and madness. Uncle Jared stood off to the side, looking very serious. Morgan stayed close to Yasmine, frequently checking on her with worried glances.

Brody, the third great-uncle from the Sanchez family, was the first to speak up. "The Sanchez family has a relationship with the Mayfield family, and holding Caleb at the police station isn't helping. The Mayfields are bound to have opinions on this, and Aunt Ivette is caught in the middle. She has cared for you so well; you should consider her feelings." He gave Yasmine a sharp look full of disapproval.

Claire quickly wiped away her tears with a handkerchief and, with a quavering voice, said, "Uncle Brody, Yasmine is being unreasonable. If I hadn't held him back, my brother would have stormed in long ago. I've pleaded with her to let him go, but she just won't listen. Even Christine's requests haven't made any difference."

Jared quickly chimed in, "Caleb is truly a notorious flirt and now he's trying to mess with Yasmine. No way can we let something like that slide-Yasmine is a daughter of the Sanchez family, after all."

Christine's voice was sharp with anger, "Hmph, Caleb's been locked up for three days already. Isn't that enough of a punishment, or are you all out for his blood?"

Morgan ridiculed, "Grandmother, everyone knows what Yasmine is like. She wouldn't just harm Caleb for no reason. Caleb was harassing her; shouldn't he own up to it?"

Christine shot him a withering glare, "How dare you speak out of turn while the elders are talking."

As the group talked, Yasmine quietly tugged at Morgan's sleeve and whispered, "Did it work out?" "Relax, it's all taken care of," Morgan reassured her.

After a long silence, Calvin, the second great-uncle from the Sanchez family, finally spoke up, "Here's how see it: let's just drop this whole matter. Yasmine, let him go and have him apologize to you. This whole incident could hurt the Sanchez family's reputation if it gets out. Besides, Yasmine wasn't really harmed, right? Didn't they say he just fainted on the spot?" Yasmine shot a scornful look at the two uncles and scoffed, "That day in the booth, Caleb outright said he wanted to have fun with me. So, Uncle Calvin, are you saying that doesn't count as harassment? Or do I have to actually get hurt by him to deserve justice?"novelbin

Claire's expression hardened, and she retorted sharply, "Shameless. How can you bring yourself to say such disgusting things in front of all these elders? Where is your sense of decency?"

Yasmine gave her a cold look, "Madam, the disgusting one here Caleb-and not to mention your shameless daughter."

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Everyone turned their curious, questioning eyes toward Donna.