Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect

tastes awful"

As they were having their meal, Lucy and Chuck sat down to eat. The table was laden with skewers and desserts. Chuck picked up an egg tart, took a bite, and immediately put it down with disdain, complaining. This egg tart is horrible! The crust is so oily, and the filling Lacy rolled her eyes at him and tried a bite herself. "I think it's fine,"

Chuck wasn't listening and continued to complain with his mouth full, "This grilled meat is awful! The chef must've slacked off, it's so gamey and smelly Good grief, who made this fried pork chop it's dripping with oilf

He gobbled up the food while complaining, so Lacy snatched all the snacks from his hand. "If you're just going to whine, then stop-rating! These dishes were prepared by the chefs Morgan hired. If you think they aren't tasty, why don't you try cooking?" Chuck looked at her in shock, "Are you kidding? My dishes cost a fortune

Lucy shoved a pork chop into his mouth and sneered, "Oh, so you know they're expensive, yet you're still talking nonsense! Looking displeased. she walked away to find Yasmine

Yoselin had already called her brother multiple times. She didn't dare make calls in front of Yasmine and had to sneak away to a corner. "Yonas, what on earth are you doing? Why aren't you answering the phone?" she murmured

Finally, after ten attempts without an answer, she gave up. Returning to Yasinine, she pretended to be relaxed and said, "Yasmine, my brother mentioned he's handling something important and will be here soon."

Yasmine nodded. It was already seven o'clock, nearly an hour past the meeting time, yet he still hadn't shown up.

At that moment, all the garden lights went out at once. Before Lucy and Yoselin could react, Morgan rolled out a cake. It was three tiers high with candles flickering, accentuating Yasmine's dress beautifully. Morgan approached Yasmine and said. "Happy birthday, Yasmine."

Yasmine felt a bit lighter at heart as Yoselin led a chorus of the birthday song. Tears sparkled in her eyes as she looked around at her family and friends surrounding her with warm wishes. As the final note of the song faded, the clasped her hands together, made a wish, and blew out the candles. Thank you, everyone. Yasmine said, deeply moved.

Everyone gathered around the dining table. "Yasmine, my dad wanted to come, but he thought it was all youngsters here and didn't want to cramp your style, so he decided not to. He said to come home this weekend, and he'll throw you another one, someone said. Morgan responded, "Alright. This made Yasmine even more touched.

Dishes were being brought to the table one after another, and Chuck couldn't help but make a quip. This dish looks-ow, that hurts!" He looked down to see Lucy pinching his thigh. "Why are you pinching me?" he asked. Lucy gritted her teeth and said, "Tm pinching you for your

your own good- so you'll eat more and talk less

oup seemed even happier, Lucy

A servant poured them some red wine. Although there was no big birthday bash, the lively gathering of the small group: placed a piece of cake in front of Chuck. "Chef extraordinaire, care for some cake?" she teased.

"Thanks" Just as Chuck was about to reach for the cake, Lucy surprised him by flipping the plate over onto his head. "You're welcome. Chuck was taken aback, quickly grabbing a napkin to wipe the cream off his face. He picked up a plate and chased after Lucy. "Don't run! Let me get my revenge!" Lucy dodged swiftly, rolling her eyes. Only a fool wouldn't run.

Watching them fool around, Yasmine couldn't help but laugh. As she chuckled, she felt something cool on her cheek-Yoselin was smirking mischievously, her hand smeared with cream.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

"Yoselin, I can't helarve you've gotten naughty, Yasmine exclaimed as she stood up from her seat, grabbing her own plate of cream to chase after

Morgan upped his wine, smiling as he watched them. He glanced toward the entrance, his brow slightly furrowed. Was Yonas really not coming! Earlier, before they even got the cake, he had noticed Yasmine's disappointed look. Even though she didn't show it openly, having watched her grow up, he could tell us it didn't matter-she was happy now,

Lost in thought, Morgan suddenly felt a rush of wind behind him. Turning around, he saw Yasmine reaching for his face. Before he knew it, she hund uprated the cream all over him. "Come on, let's play, cousin Yasmine laughed joyfully.

They chased and played for a whole hour before finally settling down. Once everything quieted. Yasmine's mood fell once more.

Yoselan notureel Nastrane's disappointment, knowing it was because of her brother. Lucy walked with her to Yasune. "Anew karaoke place jost opencil recently Wanna go check in unit togriley?" she suggested.

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Yasmine shook her head, replying. I'm a bit tired and just want to rest. Let's go next time, okay?"

"Alright." Lucy and Chuck left, but before Yoselin departed, she said to Yasmine, "Yasmine, I apologize on behalf of my brother. It's his fault he couldn't make it to your birthday party on time. He's been looking forward to it for two days straight, so something serious must've happened at work, or else he would never break his promise. Yasmine nodded understandingly. "I know. You should go back now before it gets any later."

After seeing everyone off. Yasmine returned to the garden, where the servant was tidying up. Morgan approached Yasmine, holding a glass of red wine, and offered it to her. Have a drink," he said, Yasmine didn't refuse. Her mind was too clear, and she felt the need to numb it with alcohol. She took a sip from the glass. Thanks. Morgan," she said gratefully.

Yasmine's tense expression softened a bit. In a hoarse voice, she casually spoke, "Morgan, of course I'm a little disappointed, but I'm not that fragile. After having my heart broken, I used to ask myself every night what I did wrong. Yonas tries to cheer me up and talks about our relationship in front of Irene, as if he's making up for everything he did before. I thought he was just trying to protect me, but now I don't really know what he's thinking anymore."

"My bad," Morgan said leisurely.

Yasmine chuckled, "What's your mistake?"

Morgan lowered his head and let out a soft laugh, his gaze turning somber. "It's my fault. I should have firmly told you not to invite Yonas back then.

"Why?" Yasmine raised an eyebrow.

*If I had firmly prevented you from forcing Yonas to come, then it would only be because of me that he couldn't, not for any other reason." Morgan's expression grew complicated. He didn't like seeing Yasmine like this. Ever since dinner, these thoughts had been on his

mind.

Yasmine scoffed, "Morgan, you don't have to go that far." She understood that by allowing her to invite Yonas, Morgan was already looking out for her. Yasmine raised her wineglass and clinked it naturally with his, smiling softly, "Morgan, Im really happy today."