Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 642

Sarah was puzzled. "An explosion at such a critical moment would make anyone suspicious, wouldn't it? It looks like someone's trying to cover something up."

Zachary nodded, his face showing disdain. "You're not the only one who thought so. But Old Mr. Wilson presented the last batch of drugs from their factory, which were supposed to be delivered to hospitals. The tests came back clean, and they claimed the explosion was due to a mishandling of ingredients."

Sarah raised an eyebrow. "And everyone just bought that?"

"Yes, everyone did."

"So, you want to prove the explosion wasn't an accident and use that to bring down the Wilson family?" Sarah asked softly.

Zachary's face paled; he shook his head slightly. "It's not just that. I want to do more, but..."

Sarah shrugged, as if she was used to this kind of talk. "Let me guess, the timing isn't right yet?"

Zachary looked at her sincerely. "Sarah, I'm really glad you came to help me with my wounds. When the time is right, I'll come to you with the whole truth."

Sarah's expression flickered but quickly regained composure. "Mr. Reynolds, don't bother. Whether you uncover the truth or not, I just hope you find happiness. And you don't need to bring anything to me; you've already made your choices. Stick to them and no regrets, okay?"

Ignoring whatever Zachary might have said, she turned and walked away. The cold autumn wind blew as she walked resolutely, with Zachary following silently behind. The rural night was deep and quiet, filled only with occasional sounds of wildlife.

The moon hung high, casting a pale light over the path. Sarah walked, Zachary kept pace, his silent presence dispelling the shadows around them. He couldn't offer much, but he could offer protection, finding contentment in just being near.

Twenty minutes later, Sarah reached the Wesley residence. As she closed the door behind her, she caught a last glimpse of Zachary through the crack, leaning against his wound, his figure blending into the dark night.

As the door shut completely, cutting off the view, she whispered, "Zachary, I can't wait any longer." She had heard him ask her to wait multiple times, but this time, she really didn't want to wait anymore.