All Chapters of Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect: Chapter 1331 - Chapter 1340

Under the soft amber glow of the lamp, Lucas held Mia’s arm beneath the running water.As if sensing Sarah’s approach, he turned his head just a fraction, offering a sharp, silent look that told her not to utter a word. Sarah choked back a gasp, the sound dying in her throat. The bloody gashes marring Mia’s skin were visceral and raw. It was hard to believe that Mia, who had always been so sensitive to pain, could have done this to herself, or that she could sit there now in haunting silence, letting Lucas tend to her without a single flinch.Sarah leaned against the doorframe, watching.The warm water chased away the crimson stains until the skin was clean, almost as if nothing had happened—provided one could ignore the jagged furrows left behind.Lucas led Mia back to the bed. Sarah stepped further into the shadows, concealing her presence, yet she had a clear view of the raw emotion etched onto Lucas’s face. He retrieved the antiseptic and cotton swabs, dabbing the wounds with a

Then where was Henry’s body?“Melvin,” Sarah said seriously, “if Dr. Xavier really killed Henry, the body would almost certainly be hidden at his workplace.”Melvin understood immediately.“I’ll have people start investigating his work unit right away.”He was about to hang up when another thought struck him.“By the way, Mindy is attending a charity performance the day after tomorrow. That might be an opening.”“I understand,” Sarah replied.---Early the next morning, the television news played continuously in the background.“Reports confirm that a 16th century porcelain piece, believed to be a rare heirloom, appeared at an underground auction last night. Its ink detailing has been attributed to a master painter. The final bid reached six hundred million…”“Following the porcelain sale, a number of rare paintings and calligraphy pieces surfaced, all from the same mysterious collector. Together, the lots fetched a staggering total of three billion…”“After regaining consciou

Melvin’s face darkened instantly.Sarah had never told him any of this. Not then, and certainly not now—at least, never the full, ugly truth.Zachary offered no defense. He couldn't. The facts were a weight he had to carry.A faint, knowing smile played on Old Mr. Wilson’s lips before he signaled for Anthony to wheel him away, leaving the tension to simmer in his wake.---Melvin and Zachary walked out of the venue in a heavy, suffocated silence. The driver was still a few minutes away.“I’m sorry,” Zachary said at last, the words sounding hollow even to him.No matter how many amends he tried to make, the past remained an unbridgeable chasm. Only now did he truly grasp that the wound in Sarah’s heart hadn't just been caused by the kidnapping. The rot had started at the very beginning, the moment something sincere was poisoned by his own cold calculations. It was a jagged bone lodged in the throat—impossible to swallow, and impossible to spit out.Melvin’s expression remained g

Sarah let out a short, mocking laugh.“You don’t get to control Mandy's life.”Leon’s eyes narrowed slightly.“Sarah, the ones who sent her here in the first place were Zachary and Melvin. If anyone was swapped out, it was you. Everything she’s endured was suffered in your place. By that logic, you don’t get to control her either.”Sarah shook her head.“You and I are not the same.”She spoke slowly, deliberately.“Cause and effect still matter to me. She chose to alter herself to look like me. That was the cause. Helping me was the effect. As for you… you’ve wronged her without cause or grievance. What kind of karma is that?”Her gaze hardened.“Leon, one day, everything you take pride in will destroy you.”For the first time, Leon truly lost his temper.“I did all of this for you,” he snapped. “I tried every possible way to get close to you.”Sarah laughed coldly. She reached into her bag and took out a dagger, letting it rest loosely in her hand.“Then what if I said I want t

What was wrong with the organizers? And this host?Mindy felt a sharp prickle of irritation, but with dozens of lenses tracking her every move, the mask didn't slip. She offered the cameras a soft, practiced smile.“Of course,” Mindy said, her tone smooth as silk. “It’s been a while since I’ve done a formal sit-down. If it takes me a moment to find the words, I hope you’ll all be patient with me.”The host didn't skip a beat, snapping his cue cards to the next page.“This first one comes from a fan in Harbour City. Miss Hicks, you’ve said in the past that you didn’t plan on staying in the country long-term. Why the sudden, unannounced return to the East Coast?”Mindy tilted her head, a lock of hair falling perfectly over her shoulder. “I don’t see it as a mystery,” she replied gently. “And have people forgotten? Before I went abroad, I spent years building my life here. Returning didn't feel like a move—it felt like coming home.”The host offered a thin, professional smile and fl