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

Chapter 504

After scaring the man off, Steven turned back toward the booth.

Sarah and Scarlett were still drinking, completely oblivious to the danger they'd just been in.

His anger flared.

Without hesitation, he snatched their glasses away. "Scarlett, look at me!"

Something in his voice cut through her drunken haze. At the sound of his command, Scarlett snapped to attention, a shiver running down her spine as she looked up at him.

"Steven?! What... what are you doing here?"

Panic flashed across her face, and in a desperate attempt to hide, she covered her face with her hands. "Nope, not me! You've got the wrong person!"

Steven clenched his jaw. "Wake up. Do you have any idea what almost happened just now? Why the hell weren't you answering your phone? I called you dozens of times!" His eyes were red with frustration.

Scarlett shrank back, guilty. "I'm sorry, okay? Sasa was feeling down, so I brought her here to relax. I wasn't planning to get drunk..."

But after Sarah came back from the restroom, she had started drinking like her life depended on it.

Scarlett had only joined in to keep her company, and even then, she hadn't had as much as Sarah-otherwise, she'd be just as passed out on the couch right now.

"Don't give me excuses! Ignoring my calls-really? Do you know what would've happened if I'd been even a minute late? That guy's hands were already-" His voice caught in his throat. He couldn't even bring himself to finish the sentence.

Scarlett stiffened. "Wait. What? Who?"

me. Now." Steven's voice was firm,

reached out to support Scarlett, who

her legs

steadying her

he turned to

way he

pulled out his phone and called

wasted. She came

Ink Bar?

Again?

pick her up from

where

hell

Zachary threw on his coat and rushed

stung his eyes, and the pounding

couch, an empty bottle still clutched in her hand. She tilted it back, trying to drink

sat beside her, her face flushed. She looked jittery, stealing glances at Steven. She was still drunk, but

enough to recognize

lips like she was considering grabbing another drink. Zachary took one look at the

I heard they came to relax, but instead, they drank themselves into oblivion. I got here just in time-almost too late. I'll tell you the details later.

teasing grin, no trace of his usual laid-back

curt nod, his gaze shifting