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.

moment hit like a wave of ice, spreading cold through her

it, she whispered, "Scarlett, does dancing really

you try? No harm

charged straight into the dance floor, losing herself in

with smoke, alcohol, and something

out of it

to the beat, exuding a

but with the music coursing through her veins, she felt like she could keep

seeped into every inch of her body, she realized she had spent nearly an hour without thinking

He hadn't slept at all last night, his

had burned through him like a wildfire. But now, amidst that endless

shoot, but it had grown, and grown, until now-he couldn't

the neon-lit chaos of the

the noise, he walked to the bar and

gaze drifted toward the dance floor-and

was she here? Why was

of her hit him