Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect

Chapter 315

Abel's parents looked panicked. "Don't say such things," they warned.

"You said if I didn't agree, you'd immediately tell everyone about the disgusting things Abel did. How could I say no?" Bonnie shouted angrily.

Yasmine finally understood why Bonnie declared Abel unworthy of being a teacher from the top of the school building. But knowing her story doesn't justify hurting others. What she really cared about was whether Bonnie would be honest about Irene. This has become the most significant farce, especially compared to Bonnie's aggressive stance just days ago. The most unexpected twist is that the original victim is now seen as the worst villain, while the initial villain looks like the pitiable victim. Yasmine was at a loss for words, watching helplessly as people scrambled over Abel to get to Bonnie, while Abel struggled to hold his ground.

Bonnie stood unsteadily, cradling the child behind her, and it was hard not to feel a bit sorry for her. It seemed like everyone had forgotten her past deeds.

Abel's mother slapped him twice, her voice sharp with anger, and said, "Get a grip! Do you even know what time it is? Why are you still defending that woman? She's your wife now, so she should act accordingly."

Abel's mother fumed, "Sure, you made mistakes back then, but you've been more than forgiving since getting married. She went and had a child with another man, and we've been taking care of this child for no reason. How much longer do we have to pay for this?" Bonnie felt a nerve struck by those words. She snapped her gaze to the obnoxious woman in the crowd. "No, absolutely not. Your family can never settle, this debt. If I weren't from a rural area, if my parents didn't care about idle gossip, do you think I would have agreed to marry such a beast?"

Bonnie continued, "You knew Blake and I were talking about marriage, but you had to interfere, splitting us apart and making our lives miserable. Every day of that marriage was unbearable-can you repay that? Maybe you should try being assaulted and then marry your attacker. See how that feels."

The woman's face flushed with embarrassment, her initial anger turning inward. She pointed a finger at Bonnie and yelled, "Shameless! Is this the place for such vile words? And in front of so many students, no less!"

Recognizing the situation was spiraling, a few of Bonnie's relatives decided it was time to intervene and get her out of there. They couldn't afford to create such a scene at Abel's workplace.

Yasmine pulled out her phone and sent a quick message. Shortly after, Carter hurried over, with a few security guards following closely behind.

Carter casually pointed, and the security guards quickly blocked Abel's parents and relatives. Surveying the surroundings, he asked, "Isn't anyone attending class? All ready for exams, are we? Back to class, everyone," the president instructed.

The students didn't dare disobey him, and soon, only a few people remained in front of the building. Yasmine stood among them, staying put since Carter hadn't told her to leave.

Carter first calmed Abel's parents, suggesting they send the extra relatives away. Then, they all went to the president's office to clarify the situation.

Abel's parents held Carter in high regard, especially considering he was their son's head. After promptly sending off the relatives, they followed him to the office.

The office was abuzz with chatter. Carter had to listen carefully to understand the situation. Once he did, his expression

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turned complex as he looked at Yasmine. Picking up on his cue, Yasmine quietly stepped out with her phone.

Despite whatever Abel's parents said, Bonnie remained silent. She smiled at Carter, yet her occasional glances at Abel were filled with clear malice.

"Abel, are the things Bonnie mentioned true?" Carter asked, slightly frowning.

Abel didn't hold back and nodded, "It's entirely my fault; it has nothing to do with Bonnie."

"I believe this issue has broken the law," Carter said calmly. "If Bonnie agrees, we should report it to the police. Naturally, the school won't tolerate such behavior from a teacher, so Abel will be dismissed."

Abel's parents were left speechless by Carter's words. They hadn't expected the situation to have such severe consequences.

"President, this is all just a misunderstanding. My son hasn't done anything wrong. They're legally married, not what you're accusing him of," Abel's mother pleaded.

Yasmine cut in at just the right moment, "Ma'am, I feel I must tell you that using violence or any other coercive means on a woman is considered rape. Plus, weren't Abel and Bonnie unmarried when this happened?" The woman quickly turned her anger to Yasmine, pointing accusingly, "I know you. You're the one that brat set up, yet here you are defending her. Stop talking nonsense; my son isn't a criminal," she insisted.

Bonnie appeared taken aback that Yasmine was speaking up for her. She opened her mouth as if to say something but stayed quiet.

After a moment of reflection, Abel exhaled as if releasing a heavyweight, "Let's call the police. It will be freeing not just for Bonnie, but for me too."

It's been three years since everything happened, and every time he opens his eyes and sees Bonnie, he's reminded of those resentful eyes.

Even though he knew Bonnie would never actually harm him, he couldn't shake the fear of that sword hanging over his head. Moreover, the overwhelming guilt continued to torment him, making him feel despair as if dying.

For the past three years, he'd lingered outside the police station countless times, contemplating a confession, but he never mustered the courage to walk in. He couldn't bear the thought of losing the happiness he found after making such great efforts to finally marry the woman he loved.

Yasmine suddenly turned to Bonnie, "Should we call the police?

Bonnie fixed Abel with a steely gaze, her eyes still simmering with unresolved anger. But she seemed to deflate as she spoke, "Never mind. I know he's been a nervous wreck these past few years, especially since the divorce. I've put him through the wringer, even though it never felt quite enough. But I'm done with the idea of calling the cops."

She turned sharply to the older couple, "But there's no way I'm giving the house back. That's what Abel owes me. He deserves this. And all that money, too-he owes me that, as well.

Hearing that their son wouldn't be going to jail, but the house wouldn't be returned, left Abel's parents unsure whether to feel relieved or upset.

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