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

Chapter 612

Chapter 612

Sarah's eyes narrowed as she pieced it together. The roof - Charlie must have tampered with it. He was the one who hated her most.

Rainwater flooded the bed, the hole now larger than yesterday. Sarah clutched her abdomen as the pain intensified.

The blanket was soaked through, and the rain pounded harder by the minute.

The damp air worsened her condition. She stared ahead, her vision slowly blurring.

Why did it hurt so much?

A bone-chilling cold spread through Sarah's entire body. She flashed back to being drenched in the mountains, coughing uncontrollably.

What was happening to her?

Sarah couldn't make sense of it. It was as if she'd been transported back to that night - the piercing cold rain and those malicious eyes watching her suffer.

Her thoughts snapped back to the present. The water was rising around her; she could almost see herself submerged in it.

mind drifted

she'd set out to catch the rain was overflowing, creating a

feet felt like they

so cold..."

herself, but they were already soaked through, offering no warmth except for the small pocket of


at her consciousness as she clutched her head, unable

let herself sink

rain hit her head, the cold shock jolting her

in this broken house or

Sarah surveyed the dilapidated room, looking

as if signalling something significant to

walls, and several roof tiles had shattered. The structure, like a frail elder clinging to life,

Sarah's face. Through her pain and confusion, she heard knocking

Who could it be?

as she went. When she opened it, a man stood there holding an umbrella. The downpour had soaked his clothes, his hair plastered to his

she could

she murmured, "Zachary, you

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