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

Chapter 505

The next second, Sarah yanked her hand away like she had touched something scorching hot. Her hazy eyes stared at him in suspicion.

"Are you... the big bad guy?"

Zachary frowned slightly before realizing-she was talking about him.

He let out a sigh and, with a hint of indulgence in his voice, said, "Yes, I'm the big bad guy. And I've come to take you home."

"No, I've got no home to return to..." she murmured.

His gaze darkened slightly, and his voice softened even more. "Sasa, you do have a home."

She muttered something incoherent, then suddenly mumbled, "Big bad guy, I don't need you. Go take care of your Miss Wilson."

Her words were slurred, her eyes half-closed, her thoughts drifting aimlessly.

Zachary knew she was completely drunk. Without another word, he gently pulled her up. "I'll take you home."

He led her out of the bar, but when he tried to help her into the backseat of his car, she resisted.

Shaking her head furiously, she plopped down onto the pavement, refusing to get in.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she looked up at him, pitiful and aggrieved.

In that instant, Zachary felt his heart soften into nothing.

He crouched down and helped her up again. "Alright, no car then. Your place isn't too far. How about we walk?"

right now, he was talking

the city, at 2 a.m., the streets were eerily empty. The dim yellow streetlights cast long, lonely shadows on the

nowhere,

a little painter, my painting

without warning, she switched

me... and just

Zachary's hand for balance,

laughing and

"Big bad guy, Zachary."

was louder

Vivian, don't you? If you like her so much, why do you

sighed. "Sasa, I don't

the moment he said it, Sarah's lips trembled, and she looked at him

bar. I heard everything. You like her. You don't like

now, she looked like a heartbroken teenage girl-vulnerable, unfiltered, completely unlike

Zachary froze.

she had been

had seen everything.

emotions churned, and for the first time, a

But luckily―

wasn't sober

Sarah's hand gently. His voice was soft, almost

tell you right now.

"Was everything a lie? If you didn't love me, then why did you throw yourself in front of

Zachary didn't answer.

Because he couldn't.