Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 600

Mia could see he was exhausted. “Zach, please cancel the engagement. If this was going to be the outcome, you should never have told me you loved Sarah in the first place."

The matter was settled. Zachary looked at Mia helplessly.

Mr. Wilson and their grandfather had already agreed. Canceling wasn't as simple as just saying so - it involved both the Wilson and Reynolds families.

"I can't," he sighed.

Mia seemed to deflate, slamming the door again. "I don't need you looking after me!"

When Sarah woke, her entire body ached. She'd slept for a full day and night, finally waking early the next morning.

She wearily looked at the metal clock on her bedside table, ticking away with its hands pointing to five o'clock.

Rubbing her throbbing forehead, she felt the IV needle taped to her left hand. Following the tube upward, she saw a glucose drip.

Her throat felt itchy. She coughed lightly, which made her lungs hurt.

She recalled the events of the past two days - the kidnapping, hours in the rain on the mountain, her conversation with Vivian.

Only one mystery remained unsolved: what did Vivian really want?

The hospital room was silent. It felt like years had passed since the storm, with rain hammering the shelter. Strangely, she now found herself uncomfortable with this quiet.

She spotted the remote on the table and turned on the TV. Even a little noise would be welcome.

The TV came on, but she didn't really hear the chatter, lost in her own thoughts.

Sarah smiled and took a sip. She hadn't eaten for two days and was starving.

"Sasa, Sydney did this on Vivian's orders," Melvin said.

"You know everything?" Sarah asked.

"Sydney had arranged with that man to take you to the East District factory, but the kidnapper was already Vivian's man. He used Sydney to get to you and took you to the mountains instead."

Sarah shook her head. "I'm confused about what she really wanted. When I was kidnapped, I spoke with her on the phone. Beyond the money, she seemed to want something else, but I don't know what."

Melvin frowned. "But she never even collected the money." His pupils constricted as realization dawned. He seemed to understand what Vivian had wanted - and already gotten. Which meant Zachary...