Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1011 - チャプター 1020

Vivian was clearly planning something big with that video.Leon didn’t seem fazed. “What, are you scared?”“Scared?” Sarah let out a low chuckle. “Of course not.”Leon looked at her with clear admiration. “We're leaving for M City in two days. Get ready.”“I already told you—I’m not going.” Her tone was icy.Leon’s voice dropped, final and firm. “And I told you, you don’t get to say no.”---Two days later, in M City.Hundreds of reporters and media crews had their cameras set and rolling. Every car that pulled up instantly drew a swarm.When Zachary’s sleek luxury car arrived, it was no different.He stepped out, adjusting the buttons on his suit jacket. The tailored look was complete with a metallic tie clip and matching cufflinks—understated, but expensive.“Mr. Reynold, how do you view East Coast’s economic prospects—”Zachary’s assistant quickly stepped in, shielding him from the crowd. “Excuse us, please. Make way.”All around the entrance, the scene was the same—fla

Leon shrugged with a mocking smile. “Come on, Mr. Reynold, don’t throw around accusations. When did I ever kidnap her? Besides, what does this have to do with you? Weren’t you just—let me think... oh right—exes? So why act like it’s your business now?”Zachary’s temples throbbed. “What the hell did you do to her?”Maybe it was the look in Zachary’s eyes—cold and full of fury—but Leon actually looked away. “You think you’re so righteous? You hurt her too, remember? What makes you think you have any right to talk?”He shot Zachary a glare and turned to walk away with Sarah still on his arm.Zachary reached out, trying to stop them, but then saw the expression in Sarah’s eyes.Impatience. Disgust. Distance.Like she was looking at a stranger. Or worse—someone she didn’t care to remember.That one glance chilled Zachary to the bone. The words he wanted to say stuck in his throat. He could only watch as the two disappeared into the crowd.“You’re just gonna let them walk away?” Jame

Today, Steven had gone out of his way to make Scarlett’s favorite dish, spicy buffalo wings. He kept the heat mild, though, since she was still recovering.He’d gotten up early to prep everything from scratch. By the time the dishes were done, he carefully wheeled the food cart toward the bedroom, his nerves more tangled than when he first fell in love.As the door creaked open, the familiar aroma drifted into the room. Scarlett, who had been staring blankly into space, suddenly froze. A few seconds later, she couldn’t help but turn around.Steven’s face lit up with a gentle, hopeful smile as he took a few slow steps toward her. “Scarlett, do you remember this?”She lowered her gaze to the dish. The rich, savoury wings were perfectly plated, still steaming. Her nose stung.That painful, bitter present suddenly melted into memory.She remembered it vividly—back when things between them were still sweet. Steven had his faults, sure. He’d snap at her, lose his temper. But he never o

But even as Scarlett tried to stay cold toward Steven, she was slowly tearing herself apart.Just the thought of him leaving someday, of another woman being the one in his arms, made it hard to breathe. Her heart, already covered in scars, felt like someone was rubbing salt into the wounds.One gray afternoon, she stood on the balcony under a heavy sky and let out a tearful, bitter laugh.She had made up her mind. It was time to let go, for both of them.If she disappeared completely, Steven would eventually forget her. Time could fix anything. Right?Inside, Steven was icing his face, trying to clear his head and get his strength back. He gave himself a pep talk, then turned to head back to the bedroom to be by her side.But just then, he heard a dull thump from inside the room—something heavy hitting the floor.His heart stopped.He bolted.Scarlett had climbed onto a high stool and was reaching for the balcony wall when the door swung open and slammed into the wall behind h

Zachary’s face was unreadable, as always. He gave nothing away, so the cameras didn’t linger. To the press, his calm reaction was just par for the course.Elsewhere, Leon handed Sarah a glass of champagne. “What did you say to Zachary?”He tried to sound casual, but it was clear he cared. He couldn't ignore their history, no matter how much he pretended otherwise.Sarah took the glass and replied softly, “He said some weird things. Asked why I wasn’t wearing the watch anymore. Asked if someone was threatening me. What else do you want to know?”Leon’s expression flickered. He remembered the watch on her wrist before, but now it was gone.“Where is it?” His voice tightened as he locked eyes with her.Sarah looked away, fingers gripping the stem of her glass until her knuckles turned white. She bit her lip and muttered, “I threw it out.”Leon’s tone darkened. “He gave it to you, didn’t he?”She nodded. “Yeah.”Leon’s jaw tensed. He clinked his glass against hers, then after a pa