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.

of ice, spreading cold through her

midst of it, she whispered, "Scarlett, does dancing really help you forget your

don't you try? No harm

another word, Sarah charged straight into the dance floor, losing herself in

with smoke, alcohol,

figured Sarah had finally snapped out of it and

to the beat, exuding a wild,

but with the music coursing through her veins,

she realized she had spent nearly

expression dazed. He hadn't slept at

long, Charlotte's name had burned through him like a wildfire. But now, amidst that

grown, and grown, until now-he couldn't suppress it anymore. That seedling had

of the bar. The pounding bass tried

to the bar

toward the dance floor-and then his breath

she here? Why was

sight of her hit him like a gut