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.

where are you? You need to get

"What happened? Did something happen to my

in emergency surgery.

brow furrowed instantly. Without

executing a sharp U-turn toward the

about William

offered gentle reassurance, "Try not to worry too much. I'm

Though she felt uncertain

call

vague,

too distraught to process

he'd only

location before hanging up.

belongs to s

enough composure to worry about frightening Sarah. Fighting

urgent appearance startling the information desk clerk into stammering, "The-the person

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

glacial as he strode

She quickly grabbed his sleeve and addressed the butler mstead, Mr. Ford, what happened today? Did someone come to visit

his head, his face etched with despair. William's

to accept than

Sarah was

Zachary's anger