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

Chapter 526

The boutique owner instructed an attendant to bring out several dresses.

Sarah examined them one by one before selecting one and stepping into the fitting room.

The fitting room was small and dimly lit, with heavy curtains blocking the window.

These dresses all looked similar on the hanger; she needed to see how they fit on her.

Layer after layer, the process was tedious. By the time she peeled off her original outfit, sweat dotted her forehead.

She slipped into the dress, the silky fabric cool against her skin. Just as she reached for the ties-

The curtain behind her was yanked open.

Sarah gasped. "Who's there?!"

She instinctively crossed her arms over her chest, stepping back until her hand found the door handle.

"Don't move."

The voice came from behind her.

Her heart raced. She turned her head just enough to see a man standing there. He wore a mask and gripped a knife, the blade glinting faintly in the dim light.

"Who are you?" she demanded, trying to steady her voice.

Before the man could answer, a voice came from outside.

"Miss Sanders? Are you alright?"

It was the store attendant-she must have heard her earlier gasp.

Sarah took a quick, shallow breath and forced calm into her voice. "I'm fine! I just bumped my elbow."

and pulled

the front of the

Then came the shouting.

"Search everywhere!"

The man beside her

voices grew louder as several people barged into the boutique, their movements reckless, their

in like this!"

A thief escaped into this street. If they slipped

harmed a customer, you'd

moved closer to

her remained still but coiled like a

the footsteps approached the curtain, Sarah raised

in here, I'd be screaming my lungs out! Step inside, and

Silence followed.

store's security guards stepped in, adding their protests. After several tense minutes, the noise faded as

Sarah exhaled slowly.

masked man shifted toward the

now," Sarah said, her tone firm but

hesitated, then turned toward the window. His skin

and glanced back at

"Thanks," he said softly.

curtain

forward to lock the window behind

She looked down.

A watch.

glass face was

picked up the watch, along with a few scattered pieces.

was old, worn-but still intact enough

she called out, pushing

below was