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

Chapter 517

For a moment, he thought he saw the study light switch on, and Sarah walking in gently, placing a steaming cup of coffee on his desk. "What are you doing?"

He blinked, about to show her the album, when he heard his past self speak, "Working. Haven't I told you not to disturb me when I'm working?"

James wanted to protest, but Sarah was already stammering, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have disturbed you."

The memory sent a sharp pain through his heart. For three years of marriage, this was how he'd spoken to her, every single day.

Just remembering it once was unbearable now.

How must Sarah have felt, enduring this for three years? Maybe he should give up some wounds couldn't be healed.

The scene shifted, the door opening again.

some tea. I don't know much about tea, but I thought you might like them." She placed the box carefully on

tea's value, knew she'd brought it specially

say, "Thank you,

self spoke again, "Take it away.

Sarah's kindness, trampling her genuine affection. Only now did he realize those crushed feelings hadn't disappeared - they'd been etched into his

felt like daggers striking

his remorse couldn't compare to Sarah's current coldness toward

chest, the pain

was all he could think about. He'd even stopped worrying about Charlotte. A terrifying

control these feelings. He loved her so much

could turn back time, he'd treat Sarah right, never let those things

appeared again? He sank into thought. He couldn't afford to wait

Sarah was having dinner. The housekeeper had made all her favorites today

as she finished and was about