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

Chapter 682

Zachary still didn't respond.

Vivian straightened up and slowly walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window. Her voice was calm, but every word was filled with accusation.

"Zachary, let's not pretend. We both know perfectly well-while you were gone, Sarah disappeared too. Are you really expecting me to believe that the two of you weren't together?"

She paused, her eyes fixed on the distant view outside.

"I always thought that since you agreed to get engaged to me, you'd take responsibility. I believed you wouldn't be out there tangled up with her. Was I wrong?"

Zachary let out a soft, mocking laugh.

"You believed." His voice was low and cold. "But just because you believe something... does that automatically make it true?"

Vivian froze — then suddenly let out a loud, crazed laugh, like she had completely lost control.

She turned around, her eyes burning as she pointed at him.

"Then tell me! Tell me whether it's true or not! Where exactly did you go? Who were you with?"

She took a deep breath, her emotions on the verge of breaking apart.

I counted the days on my fingers, wondering every single day why you left, where you went, and what you

looked at her coldly, his words

"Vivian, you're too arrogant."

control everything. Arrogant enough to think you could plan everything out. But in the

raised his eyes, his stare full

What exactly are

to calm herself down. She took a

where did

some business," he replied

weeks... and still be something you couldn't tell me about?" Vivian's eyes darkened,

picked up his coffee from the desk

don't think I'm obligated to tell you everything I do, am

shifted slightly, but she quickly

Mia... and of course, me. We're all worried. I'm just curious - what could possibly be so important that you had to hide

come back from West Ridge. If

tell her grandfather about Zachary's whereabouts because this was the Wilson family's biggest secret. If he were to find out that Zachary knew, there was no telling what he would

eyes. He

instead of answering,

you brought Mr. Roberston here

his desk, but didn't cross the line into being overly intimate. Her pride