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

Chapter 807

He lay beside her still, playing with her hair as he murmured, "But I do love seeing you so... spirited."

Feeling the heat radiating from his body, Vivian's muscles tensed. She bit down hard to suppress both her overwhelming disgust and the "get out" that threatened to escape her lips.

The crescent moon climbed higher as drifting clouds occasionally obscured its bright glow.

The servants, accustomed to Leon entering Vivian's room and staying the night, went about their duties without surprise or question.

To pass the tedious evening, Sarah had indulged in a few glasses of fruit wine.

Zachary, sitting close enough to catch the faint alcohol on her breath, spoke in a tone that brooked no argument. "I'm driving you home."

Sarah glanced at him and calmly accepted his offer.

A free ride was nothing to refuse she wasn't stupid.

The drive home passed in comfortable silence, neither speaking.

Just as Zachary considered starting a conversation, a jarring ringtone shattered the quiet.

Zachary pressed his lips together and activated the car's speaker.

The caller was William's trusted aide, his voice frantic with urgency. "Mr.

are you? You need to get to the

tightened. "What happened? Did

William is in emergency surgery. Please

furrowed instantly. Without hesitation,

hard, executing a sharp U-turn toward the

about William being in emergency surgery.

she offered gentle reassurance, "Try not to worry

Though she felt uncertain

phone call had been

vague, and Zachary

too distraught to process

only asked for

location before hanging up.

belongs to s

Fighting back his rising panic, he managed,

startling the information desk clerk into stammering, "The-the

room light still glowed red. William's loyal butler sat slumped on a bench, looking

strode over,

his sleeve and addressed the butler

raised his head, his face etched with

to

that Sarah was trying

Zachary's anger