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

Chapter 692

She stared hard at this single photo, trying to uncover something more, but the longer she looked, the more her head ached. The pain felt like something tearing apart inside her, making her want to punch the wall.

Meanwhile, in Mia's room, Zachary held both of Mia's hands while his eyes anxiously watched the door. Half an hour had passed-why hadn't Sarah returned?

Mia continued struggling, her eyes also darting toward the door, quickly lowering her gaze to hide her concern from him.

Zachary took a deep breath, released his grip, and said flatly, "Cut the act."

Mia fell silent immediately. She wasn't sure how her brother had figured it out, but she could only close her mouth sheepishly. "Zach, I—"

"Say no more. I'm going to check on her." Zachary couldn't wait another moment. He stood up and left.

Mia followed right behind him. "I'm coming with you."

study door, he saw Sarah collapsed on the floor. He instantly panicked

no matter how he called out, the woman lying on the floor gave no response. He moved to pick her up,

stay calm.

Sarah in his arms and rushed toward the

had happened. She had been the one pretending to be sick to

a deep breath to calm herself but was distracted by something on

she never seen it before? Yet somehow, this scene felt familiar

What was going on?

wasn't the time to dwell on

to the car, which sped quickly toward the

Two hours later.

in bed with her eyes tightly shut, completely enveloped in exhaustion,

room dim, almost like

and unconsciously pushed off the blanket. Sweat beaded on her forehead, her eyes