Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 495

As soon as James returned home, he saw his mother beaming. "Mom, what is it?"

"Charlotte's pregnancy test results are back. I specially asked your Uncle John to help - he's watched you grow up. Thank goodness the pregnancy check was mandatory, otherwise we couldn't get in. Those police watch Charlotte like she's a thief - I can't even bring her some supplements,” his mother complained.

James quickly prompted, "Mom, what about the test results?"

"Oh, I almost forgot the important part - it's a boy! The Chacner family will finally have an heir. I won't have to worry about you constantly anymore."

Yet she seemed more worried now. "Where Charlotte's staying now is like a fortress. I can't even get in to take care of her!"

James didn't want to hear more of his mother's fretting and went straight to his room.

Charlotte shared this room with him, and now with her gone, it felt empty.

These feelings had intensified after seeing Sarah at the wine tasting. He couldn't forget how she looked there.

During the waltz, Sarah stood straight, her dress perfectly showcasing her figure as it swayed gently.

He remembered seeing Sarah like this at every gala they attended during their three years of marriage. They went to many events, but he had never once asked her to dance - if not for others' urging, he would have hidden away.

The more these memories surfaced, the more his heart ached. Why hadn't he properly asked Sarah to dance? To share just one waltz.

Perhaps because her dance partner that day was Mr. Sadberry, a man in his sixties, there wasn't a trace of jealousy in his emotions - only the image of Sarah dancing remained in his mind.

Her waltz wasn't strictly conventional, but carried a charming flair that he found unforgettable.

That gentle voice used to call his name, speaking all sorts of tender words, but now he couldn't hear any of them.

He touched the pillow beside him as his mind jumped through time.

One night, as they lay in bed, both seemingly asleep, he felt someone gently touch his nose. Opening his eyes, he caught Sarah pulling her hand away.

He had glared at her angrily, saying impatiently, "Can't you just sleep properly? I have work tomorrow. You don't have to work, you can sleep in all day."

He had seen the disappointment in her eyes then but chose to say nothing.

Now he realized whether she worked or not made no difference - she got up early every day to serve the whole family, living an even harder life than office workers.