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.

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

value, knew she'd brought it specially for

"Thank you, Sasa. I'll

he could, his past self spoke again, "Take it

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

now felt like daggers striking

matter how guilty he felt, his remorse couldn't compare

his chest, the pain

Charlotte. A terrifying

was to control these feelings. He loved her so much

he'd treat Sarah right, never let those

appeared again? He sank into

the Sanders house, Sarah was having dinner. The housekeeper had made all her favorites

she finished and was about to