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

Chapter 629
Sarah barely noticed the sting of alcohol on her wounds, her mind distracted by the conversation. She had almost forgotten the pain of disinfecting, too focused on the words just spoken.

As Mrs. Wesley sat lost in thought, Sarah asked casually, "You mentioned earlier that Charlie had caused many deaths. What exactly did he do? Did he really kill people?"

Mrs. Wesley snapped back to reality, her face filled with regret. She looked at Sarah apologetically. "I'm sorry, it's something from many years ago. He wasn't working at the Sanders factory then, he was..." she hesitated, her voice trailing off before offering Sarah a sheepish look. "Apologies, I don't remember all the details. Miss Sanders, are you particularly interested in this?"

Sarah smiled faintly. "I just overheard and thought it sounded serious, so I couldn't help but ask."

Seeing the defensive look in Mrs. Wesley's eyes, Sarah smoothly changed the subject. "What do you plan to do now?"

Mrs. Wesley sighed heavily. "I have no plan. I have nowhere to go. Over the years, because of Charlie's gambling, I've borrowed money from every relative I could. Not only can I not repay them, but now they avoid me. Even my own family..." she trailed off, eyes filling with tears. "I can only stay here in the Wesley house, like you said—just barely getting by."

head. She opened her bag and pulled out a lipstick, applying it carefully to

Sarah raised a mirror to show her reflection. The woman in the mirror had red lips and fair skin;

decay. Don't let yourself become a part of

back when she saw her beaten. But for some reason, she found herself walking into that room, despite the painful sobs that filled the air. She knew that neighbours passed by the Wesley house without stopping. It

all of this," Mrs. Wesley said, her

handed her some anti-inflammatory medicine. "Why don't you visit your parents? They will never reject you. Stay there for a few

going home made Mrs. Wesley's eyes light up. She hadn't been home in so long. "I'll go today. Thank you,"

Sarah with a sudden realization. "By the way, don't trust anything Charlie gives you, and don't eat

furrowed her brow. "What do