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

Chapter 501

People around them watched like they were enjoying a show. Some were even placing bets on how long it would take the drunk to get the woman.

Right then, Scarlett burst forward. "What the hell are you doing? Lay another hand on her, and I'm calling the cops!"

The man scoffed. "Who comes to a bar and doesn't look for a fling? I was just trying to talk to her-what's the big deal?"

"I said no, and that means no. Now get lost!" Scarlett shot him a glare, sharp as a knife.

"Tch. If you're not out to play, don't come to a bar," the man muttered as he stomped off.

Scarlett stepped in front of Sarah protectively. "Sasa, weren't you drinking at the bar just now? Why'd you suddenly come over here?"

She glanced around suspiciously, but nothing seemed out of place.

Sarah was still in a daze. "I was going to the restroom."

Her mood was already in the gutter. Then, she saw Zachary leaving the bar, supporting Vivian.

a wave of ice, spreading cold through her

the midst of it, she

you try? No

into the dance floor, losing

air was thick with smoke, alcohol, and something

figured Sarah had finally snapped out of it and followed her

moved to the

coursing through her veins, she felt like she could keep

fatigue seeped into every inch of her body, she realized she

James walked in, his expression dazed. He hadn't slept at all last night, his mind tangled up

to figure out what she meant to him. For so long, Charlotte's name had burned through him

and grown, until now-he couldn't suppress it anymore. That seedling had become something unstoppable, bursting with

and into the neon-lit chaos of the bar. The pounding bass tried to drown out the ache

walked to the bar

drifted toward the dance floor-and then his breath

was she here? Why

sight of her hit him like a gut