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

Chapter 664

Chapter 663

"I'll see what food we have in the kitchen. You stay here and don't move around," Zachary said gently. He raised his hand to ruffle Sarah's hair, but she ducked away. He left with a disappointed look.

Sarah watched his retreating figure and muttered under her breath, "Is he treating me like a child?"

The countryside rooms had poor sound insulation, and soon she heard clattering noises from the kitchen.

Curious about what Zachary was doing, Sarah pressed her lips together and carefully eased herself off the bed, supporting herself against the wall.

Just as she was about to hop a few steps, she lost her balance on one foot. Sarah let out a sharp cry as she tumbled to the floor.

The pain from her ankle made her face turn pale, and her slender body curled up into a small ball.

Hearing the commotion, Zachary rushed over. Seeing the scene before him, his pupils contracted in alarm. He hurried to her side and carefully lifted her back onto the bed.

The doctors in West Ridge didn't make house calls, and Zachary didn't dare move Sarah when she was in such discomfort.

After a long while, Sarah's furrowed brow finally relaxed, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Zachary sighed in relief, but his expression quickly darkened. "Didn't I tell you not to move around? Why are you so stubborn?"

Sarah opened her mouth and managed to say one word in a slightly hoarse voice, "Water."

Her throat was painfully dry, making it difficult to speak.

Zachary set aside his scolding and rushed to get her a cup of water. He returned, supporting her back with one hand while holding the cup with the other, gently helping her drink.

After finishing the water, Sarah took a moment to recover. Aware that she was in the wrong, she lowered her head and said quietly, "I just wanted to see if I could help with anything."

Hearing this, Zachary tapped her forehead with resigned affection before leaving the room again.

When he returned, he was carrying a steaming bowl of boiled noodles.

Noticing Sarah's questioning look, Zachary sat on the edge of the bed, blew on the noodles, and explained without looking up, "Your foot is still injured, so you shouldn't eat anything spicy. I made some noodles-it's simple, but it'll fill your stomach."

picked up some noodles and

mouth

wondered when

learned to cook, or rather, for whom he had

be someone else made

it openly-at the very least, she couldn't reveal her vulnerable

silence, and Zachary didn't try

she finished, Zachary helped Sarah lie down. "Get some

eyes, Zachary tucked the blanket around her before taking the

nature, Sarah couldn't fall asleep easily. With her injured ankle forcing her to lie

was still staring

mix of amusement

the jumble of thoughts in her mind. Instead of answering, she

worried he might crawl into bed with her during the night, Zachary pointed to the sofa outside the room and

direction

room wasn't very large. Though Zachary had chosen a relatively nice place, the countryside

living area wasn't even

a small space to sleep, it would obviously be

Sarah didn't want to be indebted to him,

say, "The bed is big

end, she just responded with a simple

of the night, Sarah suddenly

she realized she had kicked off

moment, she heard deliberately

room.

Was Zachary still awake?

or was the

her ankle slightly and found it wasn't as painful anymore. Just as she was thinking about getting up to

awake?" Zachary's first


away. "Nothing. I had a

up a plastic bucket. "It's raining outside, and the roof is leaking. I was

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