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

Chapter 832

Sarah was drifting in and out of consciousness, but she could still make out his words. "What... did you say?"

"You don't believe me?" Leon's smile turned sly. "They're at Springbar right now. Who knows what they're talking about? Aren't you curious?"

Sarah lunged for her phone, but he held it high above her head.

"Have you made up your mind, Miss Sanders?"

She gritted her teeth and pinched her thigh again, hard. "Give it back! You're not getting your way!"

Leon's expression darkened, his voice low and dangerous. "So you'd rather fight me than cooperate?"

His patience had run out. With a flick of his wrist, he hurled her phone across the room, then grabbed her arm and dragged her toward the sofa in the back.

"What are you doing?! Let go of me! Leon Spencer!" Sarah screamed.

"Let go? You've got to be kidding me. Do you know how much effort it took to get you here? That drug wasn't easy to get either."

He shoved her down onto the sofa. "Stop struggling already. Whatever Zachary can give you I can give you more. Why are you still clinging to him? You know Vivian's obsessed with him. She's never going to let him go."

a nerve. For a moment, Sarah's

she pushed him away with all her strength. "Shut up! I don't want to hear your bullshit anymore. Even if I didn't choose Zachary, I'd

twisted as he grabbed her wrist and pinned her arms down. "Bullshit? You call that bullshit? Since you won't listen to reason, I won't waste any more

you afraid I'll report you? You'll

strength was fading fast. The drug was taking full control of

turned ice-cold. "Then go ahead and report

in,

BANG!

slammed open with a thunderous crash, stopping Leon in

eyes as she looked toward

shouted

his face turned dark with

Zachar

dodged just in time, but eyes sent a chill down his spine was the look of someone who had no problem ending a

weakly reached out. "Help...

her eyes full of desperate

and gently

again! Why

fight-but this was not his home