Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 342

At that moment, a sharp pain hit Zachary’s chest. He realized something had changed—something fundamental—but even so, he wasn’t ready to give up on Sarah.

“Sasa, yesterday Vivian said she was in a car accident…”

“Zachary, do you know that what happened at the stables was her doing?” Sarah’s eyes widened as she waited for his answer.

Zachary hesitated before nodding slowly. “I know.”

“You knew and said nothing? She tried to hurt me, Zachary. You’ve let me down.” Sarah’s voice was icy. “Tell Vivian, my patience has its limits.”

With that, she shoved Zachary out of the counseling room, handing the gift back to him. “We’re done, Zachary. Since we’ve broken up, there’s no need to stay in touch.”

She slammed the door shut and pulled the curtains closed.

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Zachary walked back to his office, looking utterly lost. His assistant quickly approached him. “Mr. Reynolds, Miss Wilson is here.”

He entered the office immediately and found Vivian sitting in his chair, a playful smile on her face.

“Zachary, you’re finally back. Here’s the finalized contract. Take a look,” she said, sliding the document across the desk.

Suppressing the questions swirling in his mind, Zachary carefully reviewed the contract. It had come from Vista International but had been sent to Vivian’s family for initial review before reaching him.

“It’s fine,” Zachary said after finishing. Surprisingly, Vivian had even revised sections unfavorable to his company, which made him question her motives.

He signed his name on the document, placed the pen down, and fixed his gaze on Vivian. “What happened yesterday? Why did I pass out?”

Vivian paused, her expression unreadable, before answering. “Maybe you accidentally drank the sleeping pills my doctor prescribed for me.”

After a brief pause, she added, “It wasn’t intentional.”

Zachary narrowed his eyes slightly. “And the incident at the stables? Was that intentional?”

“James, do you still remember the promises you made to me?” Charlotte asked, her tone tinged with doubt, as if afraid he’d forgotten everything he once said.

He had promised to love only her, to have no one else in his heart. But now, Charlotte could feel it—James’s heart wasn’t entirely hers anymore. Part of it had shifted toward Sarah. It wasn’t her imagination, and it wasn’t a baseless suspicion.

“I remember, Charlotte. Don’t worry,” James said, trying to reassure her.

Charlotte threw herself into his arms, her voice trembling. “James, you can’t forget the promises you made to me.” Her eyes reddened, tears threatening to fall.

She couldn’t lose this man—she loved him too much.

Suppressing the irritation stirring inside him, James wrapped his arms around her waist.

“I haven’t forgotten, but don’t do anything unnecessary anymore,” he said firmly.

Charlotte’s body stiffened at his words. “James, what do you mean? I don’t understand what you’re saying.”