Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 612

Sarah's eyes narrowed as she pieced it together. The roof - Charlie must have tampered with it. He was the one who hated her most.

Rainwater flooded the bed, the hole now larger than yesterday. Sarah clutched her abdomen as the pain intensified.

The blanket was soaked through, and the rain pounded harder by the minute.

The damp air worsened her condition. She stared ahead, her vision slowly blurring.

Why did it hurt so much?

A bone-chilling cold spread through Sarah's entire body. She flashed back to being drenched in the mountains, coughing uncontrollably.

What was happening to her?

Sarah couldn't make sense of it. It was as if she'd been transported back to that night - the piercing cold rain and those malicious eyes watching her suffer.

Her thoughts snapped back to the present. The water was rising around her; she could almost see herself submerged in it.

The pain in her abdomen persisted as her mind drifted between past and present, both equally brutal in their coldness.

She stood barefoot in water. The basin she'd set out to catch the rain was overflowing, creating a small puddle on the floor that was growing by the minute.

Her feet felt like they might freeze at any moment.

"It's so cold..." Sarah whispered.

She wrapped every blanket around herself, but they were already soaked through, offering no warmth except for the small pocket of heat near her stomach.

Memories pulled at her consciousness as she clutched her head, unable to distinguish between past and present.

No! She couldn't let herself sink like this!

A drop of rain hit her head, the cold shock jolting her back to clarity.

Her mind cleared. She couldn't stay in this broken house or she would die.

Still dazed, Sarah muttered, "Zachary, you lied to me. You're engaged to her."

"Sasa, I'm sorry. Please wait for me, just a little longer."

She hit him weakly, her face full of hurt. "Liar, you lied to me. You and she were childhood sweethearts... I shouldn't have appear…”

Zachary held her tighter, his voice softening. "Sarah, it was always you. From the beginning, it's always been you."

Her nose was red as she sniffled. "Why is it that right after I was kidnapped and barely rescued, I saw news about your engagement? Weren't you worried about me at all?"

Zachary felt overwhelming guilt and pain, unable to find words to answer.

"I knew. I've known for a long time," she said, her voice nasal from crying.

"It's my fault. Just wait for me, it's almost over, just a little longer..."