Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 597

Smoke swirled, blurring Zachary's face as he took a drag from the blue-tipped cigarette. He exhaled before saying quietly, "It's true."

As the smoke cleared, Mia stared at him in disbelief. "Zach! This can't be true! You said Sarah was the one you loved - how could you suddenly get engaged to Vivian? And we still haven't heard anything about Sarah. Didn't you promise to protect her, to make her my sister-in-law?"

Tears slid down Mia's face as she continued chokingly, "So all those things you said before were lies! You're a coward, a jerk! I see it now - everything you said was fake!"

Mia kept talking while Zachary listened silently.

He gave a self-mocking smile. Mia was right - he was a coward. Too cowardly to gamble with Sarah's safety, unwilling to risk even the slightest danger to her.

"I am."

Mia laughed bitterly. "Great! You'd even call yourself a coward to avoid saving Sarah. Are you still my brother?"

"I'm sorry," Zachary sighed.

"Don't apologize to me. Sarah's the one you've wronged!" Mia sobbed. "Tell me the truth - do you actually... love Vivian?"

Zachary's gaze drifted far away. "It doesn't matter anymore. What matters is that in a month, Vivian will be my fiancée."

"Fine! I wish you both a lifetime of happiness!" Mia angrily grabbed the cup and ran upstairs, slamming her door.

Zachary smiled sadly. What good would refusing do?

At least Sarah would be safe.

In the mountains, Sarah leaned weakly against the tree. The rain had lessened but hadn't stopped.

She had no strength left, her lips pale and cracked, her forehead burning hot.

"Don't bother," Melvin said wearily.

If Sydney hadn't done this, Sarah would never have been in danger. Ultimately, it was all Sydney's fault.

With this thought, he said coldly, "If anything happens to Sarah, I won't let you off."

“Melvin, I..." Sydney looked at Melvin in terror, large tears sliding down her cheeks.

Suddenly Annette rushed in from the front door, her face pale. "Sir! Look at this!"

She handed Melvin a letter. "A car stopped at the gate and someone threw this out."

The envelope was marked "For Melvin Sanders.” Such an old-fashioned delivery method seemed strange, but he didn't dwell on it. He quickly opened the letter, which was quite brief.