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

Chapter 849

The holiday bash was really just a gimmick to draw people in. What kept guests coming back were the hotel's top-tier services.

Sarah had made sure the Emotions Room would stay open around the clock. Even celebrities were welcome-after all, their stress levels were often far worse than the average person's. If they had a good experience here, maybe they'd become regulars. That kind of word-of-mouth would be the best PR money couldn't buy.

All the staff and workers had been pushing hard, staying late to finish up the final touches. It was already past 11 p.m. when Sarah did her last walk-through. Satisfied that everything looked perfect, she waved everyone off, telling them to head home and promising double bonuses. That perked everyone up instantly. The fatigue melted off their faces as they left with bright smiles and renewed energy.

Once the last worker was gone, Sarah stood alone, staring at the glowing hotel against the night sky like a jewel in the dark. A quiet sense of pride filled her chest.

Still wrapped in a coat, she shivered. It was close to midnight, and the open-air plaza was freezing. The wind was sharp, and her cheeks were red from the cold.

She lowered her head and walked further into the light, her shadow trailing beside her. Absentmindedly, she started stepping on it as she walked—something that felt oddly familiar.

That's right. She'd done this before.

She kept stepping on her own shadow, slowly moving down the path, completely unaware of the black Cayenne parked on the roadside.

Zachary sat inside, momentarily dazed as he watched her.

be under my feet," a younger Sarah

Zachary had simply followed behind her, letting her

down, it's snowing. Aren't

had stopped in her tracks and stomped her foot hard.

her hair with a sigh, then firmly slipped on the

didn't take the gloves

forever. She was full of life, so much like Mia, always moving, never

before

She fell right into his arms, surrounded by the crisp scent of pine and snow. Blushing she mumbled,

raised an eyebrow. "Did

to-" She

face had already leaned in, and his lips brushed

in the present, Zachary snapped out of the memory just in time to see

the clock, then grabbed something from the

"Sarah!"

slightly over the wind. She

whipped