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

opened her mouth and swallowed, tasting the

she secretly wondered

rather, for whom he

might be someone else made Sarah's heart clench

very least, she couldn't reveal her vulnerable side in front

ate the noodles in silence, and Zachary didn't try

Zachary helped Sarah lie down. "Get

eyes, Zachary tucked the blanket

her injured ankle forcing her to lie in one position, it was even harder

after a quick shower, Sarah was still staring at the ceiling with

spoke with a mix of amusement and exasperation, "Why aren't you asleep

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

her during the night, Zachary pointed to the sofa

looked in the direction he

Though Zachary had chosen a relatively nice place, the countryside had limited options-it wasn't

couch in the living area wasn't

curl up in such a small space to sleep, it would obviously

didn't want to be indebted to him, she couldn't find the right words

is

responded with a simple "Oh" and said nothing

middle of the night, Sarah suddenly felt

realized she

she heard deliberately softened footsteps coming from

room.

Was Zachary still awake?

unable to sleep, or was the couch

and found it wasn't as painful anymore. Just as she was thinking about getting up to check, she looked up and met a pair

are you awake?" Zachary's first words were


corner of her blanket and looked away. "Nothing. I had a nightmare and woke up scared. Why aren't

the roof

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