Semua Bab Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect: Bab 1001 - Bab 1010

“I asked for it,” Sarah said calmly. “Don’t forget, that was your order too.”Leon threw the knife across the room with a vicious glare. “Don’t touch anything dangerous again.”Sarah wiped her hands. The apple juice was sticky, but his threats didn’t faze her.Leon looked at her closely. “I don’t know if it’s just me, but… you don’t seem like the same person anymore.”She didn’t even look at him. Her eyes stayed on the ocean through the villa window. It was the kind of view he’d probably spent a fortune to get—perfectly framing the sea.“What’s different?”“You feel hollow. Like all the life’s been drained out of you. Maybe Vivian was right. That car crash took everything you had left. And what happened to Scarlett… it crushed whatever was left of your spirit.”Sarah didn’t bother correcting him. Her tone was indifferent. “This is just who I am.”“No. You used to be full of fire, always so sharp. I want that version of you back. Please stop doing reckless things.”She gave a c

The psychologist asked gently, “Would you be comfortable telling me what exactly this is about?”Sarah’s tone turned cold. “No.”He nodded knowingly. As a therapist, he was used to people keeping things to themselves. Everyone had their secrets.“Let’s say this thing was your fault. Would you say you feel more guilty—or more angry?”Sarah’s mind flashed back to the day Mrs. Sanders pointed at her nose, accusing her. She remembered how rage surged in her chest.“Angry,” she said quietly.“With all due respect,” the therapist replied, “maybe you don’t actually regret it. I mean, if the same thing happened again, maybe you'd still make the same choice. Even if you think you wouldn't now, people act based on where they are in life. You were a different person then. In that moment, what happened felt inevitable.”Sarah repeated softly, “Inevitable…”Maybe he was right. And really, there’s no such thing as a redo.“If you truly can’t face it,” the therapist added, “then maybe it’s o

“What?! What do you mean he’s missing?”Even the assistant sounded panicked. “After school, I went to pick up Nathan, but he wasn’t there. The security cameras at the kindergarten entrance didn’t catch him leaving, either. I called his teacher, and she said he was picked up by a stranger.”Mr. Hartman shot to his feet. “What about the hallway cameras? Did they catch anything?”“They did—but…” The assistant hesitated. “You can’t see the person’s face. Not even the license plate.”Mr. Hartman nearly smashed his phone in rage. “Useless! You’re all fucking useless! Can’t even keep track of a child!”“Our team is looking everywhere, sir. Please, calm down!”He hung up, face darkening with fury. The woman next to him was crying, her voice trembling. “That’s our only grandson. You have to bring him back safely, no matter what.”“Stop crying!” he snapped, clearly agitated.Something about this felt off. Whoever took his grandson—what were they really after? Was this about money… or som

Vivian took a deep breath, trying to suppress her rage. “Mr. Churchill, all three of you are major shareholders. You know exactly what kind of state the company is in. Wilson Corp is nothing more than an empty shell now. We’ve been bleeding money for months. Aren’t you worried? Mr. Spencer already agreed that even after the acquisition, the original corporate structure would remain intact. No one’s position would change. Isn’t that enough for you?”Leon let out a cold laugh. He finally saw it for what it was—these people had never planned on approving the acquisition in the first place.Director Westhill hesitated for a long moment. He knew exactly what Vivian was capable of. He also knew about Mr. Hartman’s grandson being kidnapped. But even though he was terrified, there was nothing he could do.Finally, after mentally bracing himself, he stood up.“Ms. Wilson, I’ll be honest with you. The three of us sold our shares a while ago. We no longer hold any real decision-making power.

"I understand."Leon pushed open the door to Sarah’s room, only to see her sitting quietly at the edge of the bed, reading a book.Ever since the suicide attempt, she hadn’t been the same. It was like the fight in her had completely vanished.“What is it?” Her voice was cold.Leon snapped out of his thoughts. “The day after tomorrow, come with me to M City. There’s a financial forum.”“I’m not going.”“Sarah, have you forgotten your place lately?” His tone darkened. “You’re here because I brought you by force. Don’t think one suicide attempt gives you a pass. This isn’t a request. It’s an order.”He was losing patience.In Country H, Leon did whatever he wanted. Even here in East Coast, getting what he wanted had never been hard. But Sarah was different—always slipping through his fingers. When he tried force, she’d lash out. When he tried patience, she shut down.He was shaken when she tried to kill herself. But his compassion only went so far. He must have been too soft thes