Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 677

The butler quietly closed the door to the master bedroom. Standing alone in the empty hallway, he let out a long, helpless sigh.

If only people knew regret always comes too late.

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Sarah never thought that the mountain of tasks waiting for her would nearly break her down.

After finally clearing out most of them, she couldn’t wait to escape the stuffy indoors.

Breathing in the fresh air outside, a faint smile appeared on her lips. Under the warm sunlight, she looked so beautiful, like she had stepped straight out of a painting.

Not far away, sitting in his Bentley, James couldn’t take his eyes off her. He sat there staring, greedy for every second of this moment, unwilling to look away.

“It’s still early… maybe I should go to the supermarket and buy a few things.”

After living in the village for so long, where there was basically nothing, Sarah figured it was time to treat herself a little.

Life had to have both bitter and sweet moments. If the road ahead was full of thorns, then she’d carve out her own path of light.

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There weren’t many people in the supermarket today. Sarah wasn’t planning on buying a lot either. After picking out some vegetables, she headed straight to the snacks aisle.

But for some reason, the chips— normally placed on the lower shelves — had been moved to the very top. Even when she stood on tiptoe, she still couldn’t reach them.

She stood there staring at them for a while, debating whether or not to go ask a staff member for help.

Just as she was about to give up, a hand suddenly reached over her shoulder and easily grabbed down the whole row of chips.

Surprised, Sarah quickly turned around and reflexively said, “Thank you.”

But the moment she looked up and saw who it was, the smile on her face completely froze.

Of all people… she never expected to run into him here.

Holding the box of sausage sticks, James looked at her with greedy, unhidden longing. “Sarah… it’s been a long time. How have you been?”

Sarah’s brows knit together slightly. She instinctively took a small step back to put some distance between them. Her voice was polite but distant. “Mr. Chancer, what a coincidence. I’ve been doing well, thank you for asking.”

Hearing her address him so formally, James’s thin lips pressed into a tight line. He felt an uncomfortable squeeze in his heart.

James looked at her with rare sincerity.

“I came here just to find you. Sarah, ever since you left, I’ve missed you so much. Every corner of my house still has traces of you. I don’t expect you to forgive me… but can you give me another chance?”

As he spoke, his heart was pounding wildly. It was so loud it drowned out everything else around him.

But right now, staring at Sarah, it felt like his heart had suddenly stopped altogether. He didn’t even dare breathe too hard — afraid he’d miss even a single word from her mouth.

Sarah stared at him for a moment, her voice calm but firm.

“James, you haven’t changed at all. Everything always has to revolve around you. You say you regret it, but unfortunately for you… I don’t look back. What’s in the past stays in the past.”

She thought about all the pain she’d endured before. She wasn’t someone who held onto hate, but she wasn’t generous enough to pretend nothing had happened either.

James’s expression grew even more serious.

“Sarah, even if you won’t forgive me… can we at least be friends? I know you’re having a hard time right now. I know Zachary’s engagement to Vivian must’ve hit you hard.”

“Enough!” Sarah cut him off coldly. “Mr. Chancer, before you say things like that, maybe you should think about your own wife first.”