Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 382

When Lucy thought she had finally encountered someone normal, the person suddenly snatched her utensils and began speaking to the fork as if it were alive, “Don’t worry, buddy. I’m here to save you.”

As if possessed, the individual moved from one utensil to the next, speaking to each as if they were old friends.

“Crazy,” Lucy muttered under her breath, unable to hold it in.

Such behavior wasn’t unusual here.

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At dinner, meals were delivered directly by the hospital staff.

Lucy sat quietly on her bed, holding a simple bowl of food. Just as the nurse opened the door to bring in her meal, another figure slipped in behind them.

Lucy glanced up, and her stomach dropped. It was the same person she’d encountered earlier—the one who had spoken to the utensils. And now, he were standing right in her room.

“Get out! Get out of here!” she shouted, her voice trembling. She desperately scanned the room for something, anything, to defend herself, but there was nothing.

The meals were plain and unappetizing—boiled potatoes, overcooked greens, and bland bread rolls. Couldn’t they at least serve something better, like a warm vegetable soup or a simple sandwich? Lucy asked the nurse about it, but the response was curt and dismissive.

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When night came, sleep eluded her.

At the stroke of midnight, the ward erupted into chaos. Screams and wails echoed through the halls, the kind that pierced through the thickest walls. It was as if all the patients had agreed to stage a symphony of madness, their voices rising in discordant harmony.

The relentless noise grated on Lucy’s nerves. She pressed her hands tightly against her ears, but the shrieking seemed to drill straight into her skull.

For hours, the screaming continued unabated, only tapering off as the first light of dawn began to streak across the horizon.

As the pale morning light spilled through the window, the ward finally fell silent. Exhausted and drained, Lucy collapsed onto her bed, the chaos fading into a dull memory as she drifted into a restless sleep.

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After Sarah returned to work, Mia resumed her university classes.

After class, Mia would always show up at Sarah's counseling office on time. Previously, their sessions focused on Sarah providing psychological counseling for Mia. Now, they were trying to uncover pieces of their shared past.

Sarah sighed. “In your subconscious, I was going on a date with your brother.”

“Does that mean my brother and you were really dating?” Mia asked, her voice tinged with hope.

Sarah quickly clarified, “That doesn’t mean it’s true.”

Deep down, she couldn’t imagine such a scenario being real. After all, she didn’t even remember Zachary.

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At the Chancer family’s dining room, James had grown colder and more withdrawn after the recent events.

He was convinced that Charlotte had been the one trying to frame Lucy, but Charlotte’s sudden confession of guilt left him puzzled. If she was already in the clear, why would she admit to such a thing?

“James, try this,” Charlotte said, noticing his distracted demeanor. She picked up a spoon and held it near his mouth.

James pushed the spoon away. “I’m not hungry.”