Semua Bab Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect: Bab 1041 - Bab 1050

As Steven started the engine, he suddenly heard a muffled groan through the phone. He immediately turned off the car.In the suffocating darkness of fear, a face loomed toward Scarlett, growing larger and larger. She screamed and whipped around—only to come face to face with another face.She ran with everything she had, only to find herself trapped in a dead-end alley. Before she could think about how to escape, the scene shifted again.Now she was in a dimly lit private room. A naked woman was surrounded by a group of men. The woman was crying, begging for help.Scarlett rushed forward—only to slam into a glass wall that separated her from the horror.She banged on it with all her strength, her fists aching, her vision spinning. Through the shifting shadows of the men, she caught a glimpse of the woman’s face on the floor.It was her own.“Help me!” Her scream pierced the silence and jolted her awake.Her forehead was drenched in sweat. She hadn’t even had time to process wha

Sarah sat on the sofa, gripping the mug in her hands. The heat was turned up high in the villa, but she still couldn’t shake the cold.After spending the past two days locked in that drafty, abandoned apartment building, the chill had sunk deep into her bones. It was as if Vivian had an obsession with making her feel cold—utterly, inescapably cold.Whether it was the kidnapping in the pouring rain months ago, or this recent winter night in that crumbling building, Sarah never wanted to feel that kind of bone-deep cold again.Leon knew she was still angry. After everything that had happened, it would be impossible for her to simply let it go. He also understood what she wanted from him—but when it came to actually dealing with Vivian, he found himself hesitating.Wilson Corp’s influence in East Coast wasn’t something he could ignore. If he could take control of it, he’d have the power to plant his roots here for good.But he was beginning to wonder… had he overestimated Vivian?

Steven snapped back to the present, his thoughts still lingering on the past. He looked over at Zachary, a trace of sorrow still clouding his expression.“Zachary… about Miss Sanders…” he hesitated, unsure if bringing her up would only make things worse.Zachary let out a quiet sigh. “She’s still with Leon.”“I could take some people and break her out,” Steven offered seriously. He meant it—he truly wanted to help Zachary put an end to this.But Zachary shook his head. “After what happened, Leon’s bound to tighten security. Getting her out won’t be that simple. And we can’t afford to trigger an international incident. That’s what Melvin and I have been worrying about from the start.”Steven nodded slowly. “Zachary, I think you’re overthinking it. You’re worried about too much… It’s starting to feel—”He didn’t finish the sentence. But Zachary understood.Steven knew exactly why Zachary was so cautious. It was because the person involved was Scarlett. If it had been someone else—

Sarah nearly lost her footing but forced herself back up off the ground.Leon’s patience snapped. He stormed forward and grabbed her wrist, hurling her onto the bed with violent force.“What the hell are you doing?” Sarah snapped, her voice like ice. “Leon, if you lay a hand on me, I swear I’ll hate you for the rest of my life!”There was a flash of something in Leon’s eyes—hesitation, maybe—but it vanished almost instantly.He leaned over her, his hand reaching to rip at her clothes.But Sarah was faster.Grinding her teeth, she pressed her hand to his throat. In it, she held a sharp shard of broken porcelain. The jagged edge pressed against his skin.“Get off me,” she said coldly.Leon froze. Blood began to trickle where the shard had already nicked him.That moment jolted him back to reality.He looked down at her—eyes red, hands trembling and covered in blood. The crimson had run down her arms and was smeared across her palms. It was a horrible sight.His clarity returne

Killing someone on this road would be too much trouble—especially if that someone belonged to Zachary.Hearing that, Sarah finally exhaled, her heart easing slightly.The car soon screeched to a stop at the hospital. When the door swung open, Sarah gripped the frame, ready to climb out on her own.Leon circled to her side, reaching out to lift her.She slapped his hand away. Her voice was icy. “I can walk myself.”Leon’s jaw tightened. “You can’t even stand.” He reached again, more firmly this time.Sarah cautiously put her foot down. A searing pain shot up her leg, sharp as stepping on needles. The moment she’d planted her feet on the broken vase shards, she’d known her soles were full of splinters.Her calf buckled. Just as she was about to collapse, Leon caught her.This time, no matter how she struggled, he didn’t let go. He carried her into the hospital, cradling her like a child.---Inside, Sarah sat on a hospital bed while a doctor worked on her feet.“How did it get