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.

for a few seconds, then said flatly, "There isn't. You

that, she

Sarah, the humiliation of having Zachary rip

the sharp scent of liquor gave him

from H Country, where fear was something he'd

it. That moment when Zachary said, "Run, before I catch you," his heart

he'd crossed the line,

drinks!" he barked as he slouched into a

bartender didn't dare argue. Leon had a stash of expensive liquor stored at the bar, so it was easy enough to bring him

it. With a harsh grunt, he downed it in one shot. Before he

wasn't just fear burning in his

ever gotten under his skin

tom

few days hadn't all been lies. He really had been dreaming about her-again and again. And it wasn't just lust. It was deeper. Stranger kind of longing he