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

Chapter 836

The heat was unbearable, like a fire trapped deep inside her with nowhere to go. It was driving her mad.

Her vision blurred again as her gaze locked on Zachary. In that moment, he didn't look like a person-he looked like prey. Her eyes lit up, wild and unfocused, like she might lose control at any second.

With a surge of desperation, she pinched herself hard. The sharp pain hit instantly, but so did a maddening itch, spreading through her like something she couldn't shake.

Her mind started to slip. Then, without warning, she rolled over, threw off the covers, and launched herself at Zachary. "I'm burning up... please, help me."

Zachary jerked awake, startled. His eyes were bloodshot, and he quickly caught her wrists, trying to steady her before she fell.

Sarah kept pushing herself against him, mumbling over and over, "It's so hot..." He tore open a cooling patch. "Here. This will help.”

But before he could stick it on, she grabbed his hand. "Zachary, I'm feeling so hot."

"Sarah, what are you trying to do? You're not thinking clearly right now," he said, his voice low and tight.

"I AM thinking clearly," she insisted, trying hard to keep her body under control.

for a long moment, eyes locked on hers, trying to read

barely audible. "Zachary... help

beneath him in one swift motion, bracing his hands on either side of her head. His

he said, his

soft strands of hair brushing against his skin. Her body was burning hot beneath

dazed, lost in the heat, and he leaned down to kiss

finally heard her lips part, felt the breath of her voice. "Zachary

smile tugged at the corners

brushing his nose along her

her neck, hovering there like

called out again, her fingers reaching

jolted something in him. He crashed his

But it wasn't enough.

him,

tightly. Suddenly, a sting hit her neck, followed

eyes, a quiet groan escaping as he