All Chapters of Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect: Chapter 991 - Chapter 999

Sarah took another drag of the cigarette, eyes clouded as she murmured,"They say people smoke to ease their troubles… So why do I still feel like shit?"Leon had expected anger. Yelling, cursing, maybe even a slap. What he didn’t expect was this eerie calm, this measured tone—as if they were simply catching up over drinks.“Because of the memories coming back?” he asked.Sarah leaned closer. She exhaled a stream of smoke, right into his face, her lips curling into a mocking smile.“Vivian’s really told you everything, huh?”Leon didn’t deny it.“We’re partners, after all.”“Partners?” Sarah sneered. “What’s left in Wilson Corp that’s worth partnering for? Come on, tell me. You didn’t drag me here just to breathe the same air, did you?”Leon met her eyes.“What if I did?”She tilted her head, slipping the cigarette between two fingers with practiced ease.“Since when is Mr. Spencer the romantic type?”“And what makes you so sure I’m not?”Sarah narrowed her gaze.“All this… ju

Leon’s smile faded. He straightened up and said, “This is my place. There are people watching both inside and out. If you need anything, just tell the guard outside—they’ll bring it in.”He paused, then added, “I’ll have some books sent in so you don’t get bored. You can watch TV, but forget about contacting the outside world. I've got people intercepting all communication. Until I take you back to my country, this is your life now.”Sarah frowned. “You’re taking me to your country?”“Yeah. You know how much reach Zachary has in East Coast. The only way to keep you safe is to keep you hidden. If you really want to stay away from him, working with me is your best shot.”She didn’t respond, but her silence said enough—she wasn’t going. She wasn’t even entertaining the idea.“I’m not going,” she said flatly.Leon’s voice turned cold. “That’s not your choice to make.”He’d already planned it all out. Once things in East Coast were wrapped up and the Reynold family collapsed, he’d ha

But even with blood trickling from the fresh cut, Vivian didn’t flinch. She actually smiled.“You won’t do it, will you? That’s your problem, Sarah—you’re too soft. That’s why you’ll never beat me.”Sarah scoffed. “You think I’m scared to kill you? Please. I just think death would be letting you off too easy. You’ve ruined so many lives—you don’t deserve a clean way out. I want the law, the same one you mock, to make you pay.”Vivian gave a mocking laugh. “The law? Oh, that reminds me. That night at the bar? I recorded everything. What if I accidentally leaked that footage, huh? That’d be a real mess.”“You recorded it?” Sarah’s voice shook with fury as she dropped the broken shard. Her whole face was flushed. “How could you?!”“I like having leverage,” Vivian said casually. “So maybe next time, don’t come at me with a sharp object. You never know—I might get in a bad mood and drop a few videos online just for fun.”Sarah’s pupils contracted. Her breath hitched. “You’re vile.”V

Just then, something clicked for Zachary. A sudden realization hit him.—At Steven’s house“Scarlett! Why are you just standing there? Come on, JR just dropped their new collection—if we’re late, we’ll miss it!”The urgent voice of a girl echoed from a distance.Scarlett blinked, startled. Instinctively, she glanced down at her outfit.It was a weird move—one she didn’t even understand herself. She tilted her head, visibly confused.“Scarlett!” The voice called again, this time sharper.She quickly looked up and shouted back, “Coming, coming!”Then she started running toward the voice. Her friend was waving at her, getting closer by the second. The tension in Scarlett’s chest eased, her lips curling into a small smile.But the smile froze on her face.Because the closer she got, the clearer it became: her friend had no face.Still, the faceless girl kept waving at her like some mechanical doll, her voice turning hollow and creepy.“Scarlett… come here… come…”Scarlett’s

After waking up, Scarlett lay motionless on the bed, staring into space.Steven noticed her eyes were open. Worried that she might be uncomfortable, he gently helped her sit up. She was like a delicate porcelain doll—quiet, expressionless, letting him move her without any resistance.He fluffed a pillow behind her back, and as he looked into her vacant eyes, a wave of heartache washed over him. He softened his voice, speaking to her with utmost care.Just then, his phone alarm went off.“The soup should be done,” he said quickly. “I’ll go check in the kitchen—I’ll be right back.”He stood and walked out.Scarlett didn’t react. She just sat there blankly, though silent tears had already begun slipping from the corners of her eyes.In the kitchen, Steven added a splash of water to the pot. The chicken soup needed a few more minutes before it was just right.He stood in front of the stove, watching the swirling blue and red flames, but his mind was somewhere far away. It wasn’t un