Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 524

"Ah!" Sydney let out a shriek, immediately crossing her arms over her chest to cover herself.

She shot Sarah a furious glare, her face burning with humiliation. Then, she turned to Benjamin, looking utterly flustered. "I-I need to go to the restroom."

She had barely taken two steps before twisting her ankle, nearly collapsing to the floor.

Benjamin reacted quickly, grabbing her just in time.

"Here, wear this." He shrugged off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders.

Sydney practically melted into his arms, sneaking a glance at Sarah as if embarrassed. But beneath her expression, there was a glint of something cold and calculating.

"Benji, I'll go fix myself up. You stay here and keep Sarah company, alright?" Her voice was delicate, laced with hidden meaning.

Benjamin’s gaze flickered darkly. “Alright, go on then.”

The moment the door clicked shut, Sarah calmly took a sip of tea.

Benjamin wasted no time.

He moved closer, his fingers deliberately brushing against her hand. “Sarah, you’re a smart woman. You must know what your aunt is trying to do here.”

Sarah let out a cold laugh. “Oh? And what exactly is she trying to do?”

Benjamin smirked. “She wants us to be together. You can’t be that oblivious.”

Sarah’s lips curled in mock amusement. “I’ll make sure to have a chat with my aunt then.”

Benjamin’s eyes gleamed. “What’s there to discuss? Why don’t we get to know each other first?” He leaned in closer, reaching for her arm.

“Don’t touch me.” Sarah instantly recoiled, disgust flashing across her face.

Benjamin’s expression darkened, and his grip on her wrist tightened.

“Don’t act so high and mighty,” he sneered. “A divorced woman like you should be grateful that a man like me is even interested. If I were you, I’d be thanking my damn luck.”

Sarah yanked her hand free, her voice ice-cold. "Get lost."

Benjamin’s face twisted in anger.

He took a step closer, forcing her against the edge of the couch. “You dare tell me to get lost? You little—”

He lunged at her.

The room was completely soundproofed. No matter how much noise she made, no one outside would hear.

But just as he reached for her—

A piercing scream rang out.

Outside the private box, several waitstaff heard the commotion.

But none of them moved.

The manager merely cast a glance at the door, expression cold. “Get back to work. Don’t just stand there.”

Without hesitation, the staff scattered.

Inside the room, Sarah stood frozen, her breath unsteady.

On the floor, Benjamin groaned in pain, completely knocked down.

Sydney’s smile wavered when she realized something was off.

Her eyes flickered past Sarah—then froze when she spotted Benjamin sprawled on the floor.

“Y-you… why aren’t you hurt?” Her voice faltered, the forced cheerfulness cracking.

Then she saw Benjamin—unconscious.

“W-what happened to him?”

Sarah’s voice was calm, but the cold edge to it was unmistakable. “Are you disappointed that I’m not the one on the floor?”

Sydney flinched. “W-what are you saying, Sarah? I was just worried about you! What happened to Benji?”

She crouched beside Benjamin, putting on a performance of concern.

Sarah let out a sharp, mocking laugh. “Oh, he was just trying to pour some tea… lost his balance… and accidentally knocked himself out.”

Sydney’s expression stiffened.

“You expect me to believe that?” she demanded. “Benji would never be so clumsy—did you hit him?”

Sarah raised an eyebrow. “Why? If I did, what would you do about it?”

Before Sydney could answer, Zachary, still hidden in the shadows, glanced at Sarah, then at the unconscious Benjamin.

His expression was unreadable.

But in his eyes, something dark flickered—dangerous, cold, and unmistakably protective.