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

Chapter 204 "Yvette?

Are you sure it's her?" Morgan's expression turned cold and serious.

Yasmine nodded solemnly. She had interacted with Yvette numerous times, hearing both the sweet and harsh

things she'd said. Even though she hadn't seen the person directly, she was certain it was Yvette. As for the

reason, it was most likely because of Xavier. Xavier had been acting strange lately, comforting her after their

breakup. Anyone would overthink it, including Yvette.

"When Helen was taken this time, Xavier didn't put up much of a fight, almost as if he had been expecting it. It

goes to show he understands quite well in his heart." Morgan paused for a moment before continuing, "There's

also something really important - Yvette is pregnant." "Huh, her pregnancy cat just the right time, right

after everything blew up. This is Xavier's first child, so both Selena and Matthew would go to great lengths to

protect her." Yasmine's voice turned icy. Selena is extremely traditional. She had criticized and scolded Yasmine

for having no children three years into her marriage with Xavier. However, she would never find out that her son

had intentionally remained pure for Yvette, never touching Yasmine. Now that Yvette is pregnant, setting aside

the fact that she has always been Xavier's true love, just based on Selena's reaction, they would definitely

ensure her safety. No wonder Selena hasn't made a scene this time. It seems Yvette's pregnancy is far more

significant than Helen's. No one would have thought that brainless Helen could cup with such a scheme.

Devising such a deep plot, even just to convince the Lutz family to agree to it, is quite challenging. There might

be someone else behind the scenes giving advice. Yasmine recalled the scene at the horse ranch where she saw

Helen and Yvette with Irene. Last time, Helen got out of the detention center unscathed because of Irene. She

lay on the bed, having finished her soup, and leaned back against the headboard, feeling relaxed. rhaps it was

tfor her to fight back. Morgan placed the tablet in front of Yasmine. "Don't worry about the Lynch family

situation. Our family has a factory that hasn't been activated. It was under my dad's management a few years

ago, but he stopped using it. The machines were all purchased from Steinreich, just generation behind behind

what Uncle Donovan has, so they should be more than adequate." Yasmine gave her cousin Morgan a grateful

look, "Thanks, Morgan."

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"Family doesn't draw lines," Morgan said, retrieving the tablet. "Ms. Lynch felt really guilty about what happened.

She cried for a long toutside the emergency room yesterday."

"She... she must have been terrified," Yasmine wouldn't doubt Lucy's intentions. Lucy acted out of frantic

confusion, but she would never want to harm her. "I'll call her."

##kxxkst corner at the bar, Lucy was drinking and crying. It was all her fault. If it weren't for her, how could

Yasmine have been bullied? She blamed herself for not checking things out thoroughly before bringing Yasmine

over, or none of this would have happened. She downed another glass of wine, only to choke and cough

repeatedly.

"Hey, gorgeous, how about a drink?" A man sidled up to her, trying to wrap his arm around her shoulders. He

had noticed Lucy as soon as she appeared, after all, a stunning beauty like her was a rare sight. His eyes,

gleaming like a predator in the hunt, sent a chill down one's spine. His hand had already draped over Lucy's

shoulder. He watched her with the intent focus of a beast stalking its prey, as if she was already his possession.

Under the flickering lights, Lucy's skin looked even smoother. She shoved him away, "Back off, who do you think

you are?"

"No need to get so worked up! Who doesn't cto a bar just to have fun? If it weren't for your good looks, you

think I'd even bother with you!" The man pressed a drink to Lucy's lips, "Drink it down for me!" Lucy slapped the

glass away, the sharp sound of shattering glass startling those around her. Even Lucy felt more awake, "Stay

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The man grabbed Lucy and tried to drag her into a private room, his eyes shining with the most disgusting and

vile intentions. The people in the bar were used to such scenes; none would step in to intervene. Just as they

reached the door to the private room, Lucy started to vomit violently, the nauseating mix of alcohol and sweat in

the air making her sick to her stomach.

The man glanced disdainfully at Lucy, but he wasn't willing to give up this opportunity. After she had finished

retching, he pulled her into the private room. Lucy, weak and unsteady, was tossed onto the sofa. Once he

closed the door, the man

feel revealed his true nature, baring his fierce intentions. He reached out and touched her hand, saying, "I will

make you good!"

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Lucy was overwhelmed by the strong smell of sweat that made her feel nauseous. She pushed the man away,

struggling. "Let go of me! | want to get out!" She stumbled towards the door, but he kept a tight grip on her

hand.

"Why are you resisting? | will make you feel good!" the man insisted, leaning in closer. "Ah!" he cried out in pain

as Lucy's nails scratched across his face. His face twisted in anger and humiliation, his eyes turning red with fury

as he raised his hand and slapped Lucy hard. In the empty private room, the sound of the slap was thunderous,

and he used all his strength. Lucy felt her face swelling, but that shock brought her sclarity. Realizing her

situation, she quickly said, "Letgo! Or I'll call the police right now."

Once again, the man restrained her hands. She had managed to get to the door, just a bit further and she could

reach the handle. But that short distance seemed impossible as he held her tightly. "Help! Someone help me!"

she screamed desperately. Outside the Morninglight Bar, Chuck walked in with a few friends. As they passed by a

private room, they heard a commotion. Chuck subconsciously looked over and recognized a familiar voice. "Get

out of here!" It was Lucy!

The man heard Lucy's curses and raised his hand as if to strike, "You witch! What are you pretending for?"

Chuck kicked the door open and saw the man about to hit Lucy. Before the slap landed, Lucy, semi-conscious,

saw Chuck blocking her, grabbing the man's swinging hand.

The man looked at Chuck like he was crazy, "Oh, you think you're a hero, huh? Better know your place and let