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

Zachary frowned deeply. "Who told you all this?"

"Who else but your childhood sweetheart?" Sarah scoffed.

"Sarah, none of that is true. You should know how I feel."

Sarah's eyes glistened with tears. "No, I don't. Have you said these things to Vivian? Or do you only say them to me?"

"I made things clear with her in Saint Nock. She must have been upset when she went to tell you those things."

Sarah nodded. "But our problems have nothing to do with her. I hope you understand that."

Long before Vivian's revelations, she had already lost faith in Zachary.

Zachary's initial optimism had completely deflated. He'd known how Sarah would treat him and prepared himself for harsh words, yet he couldn't stay away.

"Sarah, I really did come for counseling," Zachary said seriously.

He'd been having nightmares lately, seeing bloody scenes every time he closed his eyes, leaving him tossing and turning all night.

dark circles under his eyes and knew he was telling the truth. "I'll write you a referral for sleeping pills. You can get

she asked, "Is

lovesickness count?" Zachary

Mr. Reynolds. If there's nothing else, please

remained firmly seated,

hate him so much, why she kept pushing

I talk to you about

"No," she replied coldly.

Isn't a counselor supposed to

wide eyes, and Sarah suspected if she refused, ke'd probably involve Dean Larson again. She rubbed her

reserve the right to refuse," she said

hated seeing Sarah this way, but he had to accept it and leave for

too hard - that would only make

She'd

him to stay away

he appeared again at her office before

time