Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect

10 GIFT

"Yasmine, I'm really relieved to be with you again. I only feel at se when you're around, Yoselin confessed as she settled into the car for their ride back. The Russell residence had arranged for their transport, and both Yasmine and Yoselin sat in the back seat. Yoselin clutched the edge of Yasmine's clothing, fearing she might slip away.

Yasmine could easily sense Yoselin's tentative feelings. She had always been aware of Yoselin's deep reliance on her, but seeing it reach such intensity made Yasmine feel somewhat uncomfortable.

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Nathan could no longer stand and had to go inside, leaving Yonas and Irene alone at the door. They stood there in silence for what felt like ages. Irene's gaze was locked on Yonas, but he could only look in the direction Yasmine had gone. "She's been gone a long time. Aren't you even going to look at me?" Irene said, her voice shaking.

Yonas came back to himself and said, with a blank face, "No, I'm just worried about Yoselin." Irene scoffed, "Are you worried about Yoselin, or is it Yasmine you're concerned about?"

Yonas just glared fiercely at her and didn't say a word.

As Yonas turned to enter, Irene blocked his way, refusing to give up. "Answer me, why are you running from this? Did I get it right? You've always loved her, haven't you?" she pushed.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Yonas replied, his face stern.

Irene burst out laughing. "What do you mean, not know? Yonas, do you really think I'm clueless or just playing dumb? I know you have feelings for her, but don't forget-my grandfather already got your promise to get engaged to me," Irene pointed out. Yonas stepped closer to Irene, a frown on his face. "Irene, my patience only goes so far. Let's not even get into other matter: but seriously, do you believe I'm oblivious?" Yonas replied.

"And what do you know?" Irene asked.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

"If I spill everything, do you think you'll still be standing here? Stop pushing me," Yonas warned, giving her a quick glance before turning to go inside.

'Yasmine... I'm not letting you off the hook, Irene thought to herself.

Meanwhile, on Yasmine's side, back at the Sanchez residence, Finola had already spruced up the room Yoselin used to stay in. Before all the bags were even unpacked, an unexpected visitor showed up.

Aunt Ivette walked into the Sanchez residence with Donna, looking surprised to find Yoselin there. "What's the Russell gir doing here too?" she asked, puzzled.

Yasmine didn't bother explaining much, just brushed it off, saying, "She's staying here for a few days. So, Aunt Ivette, wha brings you here?"

Yasmine cast an annoyed glance at Donna's way. 'Why did Aunt Ivette have to bring her along?' she wondered.

Donna looked back at Yasmine with equal dissatisfaction in her eyes, but held it back. "Cousin," she explained, "Aunt Ivett brought me here to stay for a bit. I've already got my luggage."

Aunt Ivette said gently, "Yes, Yasmine, your cousin is going to intern at Sanchez Group and needs a place to stay, so she's

staying with Morgan. Luckily, there's plenty of space here, and you two should look out for each other.

Yasmine furrowed her brows slightly and asked, "Aunt Ivette, does Morgan know about this?"

"I'll give him a call later to let him know," Aunt Ivette said, casting a meaningful glance at Donna.

Donna quickly chimed in with confidence, "Cousin, we're all family here. If you can stay, so can I. Morgan would never kick

me out."

Yasmine clenched her fists, puzzled by Donna's motives. Even if Donna were job hunting in Soucrity, the Bowers family would never leave her without a place to stay. She's undoubtedly here just to bother Yasmine. "Aunt Ivette, we really should check with Morgan," Yasmine insisted.

Aunt Ivette, a bit annoyed, shot a disapproving look at Yasmine and said, "Yasmine, no matter what, Morgan is my son. He listens to me. We discussed your cousin Donna's situation with him months ago."

A few months back, Donna hadn't returned yet. Before Yasmine could respond, Donna had already told the bodyguards to take all her luggage to an empty room on the second floor. She acted like she owned the place, while Yoselin stayed hidden behind Yasmine. It was only after seeing Donna all settled that Aunt Ivette felt assured enough to leave.

Yoselin quietly asked, "Yasmine, is that woman going to intern at the Sanchez Group?"

Yasmine was caught off guard. She thought, 'Why would they put Donna in the Sanchez Group?' She hated the thought of people she disliked getting involved with the Sanchez Group, especially someone like Donna. This company was left to her by her parents, and she was set on protecting it. "Yoselin, go inside and take a break," Yasmine suggested. Once Yoselin had gone, she had a moment to call her cousin Morgan. "Cousin, Donna..."

The voice on the phone sounded a bit tired. "I know everything, Yasmine. Mom wants her to find a place to stay for now." "Alright," Yasmine said as she hung up the phone. She couldn't figure out what Aunt Ivette really meant or what was going through Morgan's mind. Morgan had just gotten off work and saw Donna at the door with a friendly smile. He didn't look happy at all.

Yasmine and Yoselin came downstairs while Donna busily tended to Morgan, serving him water and holding his bag. At dinner, it seemed like Yasmine and Yoselin were invisible to her as she sweetly called out Morgan's name over and over.

"Morgan, try this fish first," Donna said, "Have this soup, I made it myself, see how it tastes. Morgan, what position have you assigned me to?" she asked, placing a piece of meat in his bowl.

Yoselin frowned at him. "Can you stop talking so much? Aren't we allowed to eat in peace? Didn't your family teach you not to chat during meals? Really, such bad manners," she declared.

"Who are you calling rude?" Donna asked, leaning closer to Morgan, feeling hurt.

Yoselin pointed directly at her. "I mean you! Yes, you, right there. Did you hear that?"

Tears filled Donna's eyes as she looked at Morgan. She couldn't risk offending Yoselin, who was part of the Russell residence. She gently tugged at Morgan's sleeve, hoping for some support. To her surprise, he just asked, "Yoselin, how's life here treating you?" Donna was taken aback by the question. Of course, Yoselin was settled in nicely. "I'm fine, Morgan," Yoselin answered. "Great. If you ever need anything, just let me know, or tell your sister Yasmine," Morgan added.

Donna shot a jealous glance at Yasmine, then turned to Morgan she pressed on, her voice insistent, "Morgan, come on, tell me where you're going to put me!"

"In the Planning Department, everyone advances step by step; you can't just jump in from above. The board members would definitely have issues with that," Morgan explained earnestly. He assured her, "Donna, no one's going to hassle you, as long as you keep your head down."

Yoselin looked at the untouched food on the table with distaste. What on earth are these dishes supposed to be?" she remarked disapprovingly.

"It's mine, so what's the big deal?" Donna replied, questioning.

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