Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 429

The sunlight bathed her in a golden glow, making the fine hairs on her skin shimmer with a soft radiance. This peaceful moment felt so perfect that Zachary wished time would just stop here forever.

Suddenly, a distant cry broke the silence. Sarah snapped back to reality and listened carefully before turning to Zachary with a puzzled expression. “Did you hear that?”

Zachary focused and listened intently. Sure enough, there was a faint wailing sound. He nodded in confirmation.

Sarah stood up, scanning her surroundings. Finally, behind a tree, she spotted a woman lying on the ground, crying.

She rushed over immediately. “Are you okay? What’s wrong?”

The woman’s voice was hoarse as she gasped, “I’m going into labor—please help me!”

Labor? Sarah’s face turned pale. The woman was pregnant!

She glanced down and noticed that the woman’s pants were completely soaked—her water had broken.

Without hesitation, Sarah sprinted away to find a doctor and nurse.

Thankfully, she managed to get help in time. The pregnant woman was quickly wheeled into the emergency room.

Sarah exhaled deeply, only then remembering Zachary.

When she returned to his room, she found that he had already made his way back on his own. He was now lying on the hospital bed.

That night, Melvin led Sarah into a dimly lit room with an air of secrecy. A few men in black suits stood guard at the entrance. When Melvin pushed open the door, Sarah saw a man tied to a chair inside.

She glanced at Melvin in curiosity. “Who is this?”

“He’s the guy from the car chase.”

Ever since Sarah’s incident, Melvin had people thoroughly reviewing surveillance footage from various roads. Pine Mist Island originally had no surveillance cameras, but the moment he purchased the island, he installed two. Fortunately, those very cameras had captured the suspects’ faces. Though the car windows obscured the details, he hired a specialist to reconstruct their facial contours. It had taken a long time, but they finally tracked down this man.

Sarah’s gaze fell on the restrained man, and her expression gradually turned cold.

The man’s face was bruised and swollen—evidence that Melvin’s people had beaten him. However, judging by his silence, he hadn't revealed anything.

“What’s your name?” she asked coldly.

The man hesitated but eventually answered, “David Landers.”

“Good.” Sarah placed a sheet of paper and a pen in front of him, then pushed a small table closer. “David, draw something for me.”

David frowned. “Draw?”

She nodded. “Yes. Draw your home.”

His hand trembled slightly as he gripped the pen. A… drawing?

His face paled. Draw his family?

His fingers went rigid, and after a brief moment of hesitation, he placed the pen back down.