บททั้งหมดของ Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect: บทที่ 691 - บทที่ 700

She stared hard at this single photo, trying to uncover something more, but the longer she looked, the more her head ached. The pain felt like something tearing apart inside her, making her want to punch the wall.Meanwhile, in Mia's room, Zachary held both of Mia's hands while his eyes anxiously watched the door. Half an hour had passed—why hadn't Sarah returned?Mia continued struggling, her eyes also darting toward the door, quickly lowering her gaze to hide her concern from him.Zachary took a deep breath, released his grip, and said flatly, “Cut the act.”Mia fell silent immediately. She wasn't sure how her brother had figured it out, but she could only close her mouth sheepishly. "Zach, I—""Say no more. I'm going to check on her." Zachary couldn't wait another moment. He stood up and left.Mia followed right behind him. "I'm coming with you."When Zachary pushed open the study door, he saw Sarah collapsed on the floor. He instantly panicked and ran to her. "Sasa! Sasa, are

Mia explained somewhat bashfully, "Sarah, ever since you and my brother broke up, I've never seen him smile again. Every night when I go downstairs for water, I see him standing on the balcony looking miserable. I always ask what's wrong, but he never tells me. Until one day when he came home drunk, muttering your name."She paused before continuing, "Sarah, I know you were disappointed when my brother got engaged to Vivian. I still don't know why that happened. From what I can tell, you're the only one he's ever loved. I know you're both hurting, so I came up with this idea to create a chance for you to be alone together. But I never thought things would turn out like this. I'm sorry, Sarah. This isn't my brother's fault—please don't blame him."Sarah thought for a moment before saying, "Mia, can you help me with something?"Mia nodded eagerly. "What do you want me to do, Sarah?"Sarah motioned her closer and whispered something in her ear. After listening, Mia nodded solemnly.In

In the office, Vivian looked with interest at the news on her phone about Harbour Crescent Island and Pine Mist Island. Everything was going exactly as she had expected.Except for one thing. When she first got the original project plan, she had been wondering about a small building near the main hotel. She couldn't figure out what it was for.Only after Pine Mist Island's promotional materials came out did she fully understand the purpose of that small building. In modern society, the exhausting work and complicated relationships of urban life caused people to develop various psychological issues. Many of these weren't even serious enough to be called disorders—they were just negative emotions bottled up inside that needed an outlet.In recent years, people had placed more emphasis on mental health education, with schools conducting various assessment activities.Many emotional release rooms had appeared in East Coast, but Sarah had only visited two or three, and their release meth

Anything that had passed through his hands had virtually no evidence that shouldn't exist.He was convinced that even if Zachary turned the world upside down, he wouldn't find anything significant."Grandfather, what should I do?" Vivian couldn't stand being ignored by Zachary. It was driving her crazy.Old Mr. Wilson glared at her impatiently. "What a waste of the Wilson family's investment in you. You can't even keep a man?"Finally, too angry to hold back, he threw out a heavy remark, "Completely useless."Old Mr. Wilson turned and walked toward the house. After a few steps, he realized Vivian was still standing in place and stopped to scold her, "Why are you standing there like an idiot? Come with me."Vivian quickly agreed, and they went one after another to the antique-styled study.After discussing for about two hours, Vivian emerged from the study with a grave expression.She gently closed the door, her mind in complete disarray.Her grandfather's words kept echoing in

She raised her glass. "Grandfather, I toast you."With that, she drank it all in one go.Her drink and Zachary's had been poured together from the same bottle.Zachary's eyes flickered briefly. It would be impolite to refuse any longer.He picked up his glass and poured the cold liquid down his throat.After several glasses, Zachary felt something wasn't right.He shook his dizzy head, feeling like everything around him was spinning.Vivian's concerned voice reached his ears, though it sounded muffled and unclear.She shook his hand and asked softly, "Zachary, are you alright?"Zachary couldn't speak and could only weakly wave his hand.Old Mr. Wilson, figuring the time was about right, yawned sleepily and announced cheerfully, "That's enough drinking for tonight. You two should stay here instead of going back."Vivian's voice emerged again. "Good idea. Zachary is already drunk. It's your fault, making him drink so much. He'll definitely have a headache tomorrow."Their conv