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

Chapter 835

As Vivian spoke, her gaze dropped, guilt flickering in her eyes.

She pressed her lips together. She had always thought she understood Zachary- but now she realized she never truly had.

After all, at that birthday banquet, even if it was just for show, even if it was meant to provoke her... they had attended together.

Leon's voice grew colder. "Maybe not when she's fully conscious. But what if Sarah doesn't want to resist? Do you really think Zachary could hold himself back?"

He had seen it-that hazy look in her eyes, the flushed cheeks, the parted lips tinged with pink. He knew just how seductive it could be. Most men wouldn't be able to resist.

He slammed his fists against the steering wheel, consumed by helpless rage. He had watched Zachary take her away-again. It wasn't the first time, either.

"Stop talking," he growled. "Doesn't saying it out loud make you feel even worse?" Grinding his teeth, Leon hissed, "There has to be some way to get Sarah back."

But every time he closed his eyes, all he could see was the two of them tangled together in bed. His mind automatically replaced the faces with Sarah's and Zachary's—and the urge to track Zachary down and kill him surged through his

veins.

a few seconds, then said flatly, "There isn't. You should focus on

she

bar, Leon pulled in and walked straight inside. The fury and frustration of losing Sarah, the humiliation of having Zachary rip her from his grasp he could only numb it all under flashing

the loud music, the blur of swaying bodies, and the sharp scent of liquor gave him any

had come from H Country, where fear was something he'd

eyes-he had felt it. That moment when Zachary said, "Run, before I catch you," his heart

methods were infamous, and now that he'd crossed the line, he had no

some damn drinks!" he barked as he slouched into a

liquor stored at the bar,

he downed

wasn't just fear burning in

ever gotten under his

tom

to meet Sarah these past few days hadn't all been lies. He really had been dreaming about her-again and again. And