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

Chapter 700

She raised her glass. "Grandfather, I toast you."

With that, she drank it all in one go.

Her drink and Zachary's had been poured together from the same bottle.

Zachary's eyes flickered briefly. It would be impolite to refuse any longer. He picked up his glass and poured the cold liquid down his throat.

After several glasses, Zachary felt something wasn't right.

He shook his dizzy head, feeling like everything around him was spinning.

Vivian's concerned voice reached his ears, though it sounded muffled and unclear.

She shook his hand and asked softly, "Zachary, are you alright?"

Zachary couldn't speak and could only weakly wave his hand.

Wilson, figuring the time was about right, yawned sleepily and announced cheerfully, "That's enough drinking

emerged again. "Good idea. Zachary is already drunk. It's your fault, making him drink so much.

conversation sounded

he heard Vivian say, "Grandfather, you should rest early. I'll help Zachary back to the

stairs. Halfway there, he

reason. He turned to look and,

filled with love as he sat on the bed still holding Vivian's hand. He spoke with unprecedented tenderness, "Sarah, I'm sorry

eyes widened in disbelief. The jealousy and hatred she had suppressed

though Zachary wasn't fully conscious, she couldn't help but demand shrilly, "What does she have

the noise irritating and frowned.

didn't notice something was wrong now, he would truly be a

hard. The strong

who belongs by your side." Vivian helped

began to slowly remove

she was down to just her undergarments, Zachary suddenly rolled over,