All Chapters of Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

"So you're feeling more confident now?"Sarah nodded, "The biggest obstacle between therapists and patients isn't usually the trigger or form of their episodes - it's trust. If a patient can trust their doctor completely and unconditionally, progress happens much faster. And I can see it now - she trusts me, depends on me even.""She can be childlike sometimes, but she's very sensitive to people's energy. She can feel that you're good to her.""No, it's more than that," Sarah's expression turned serious. "I can tell that our brief time together isn't enough to build this level of trust. There must be another reason - I just don't know what it is yet."Zachary’s hand trembled slightly, though his face remained neutral. "I trust you, Sasa.""By the way, what are you going to do about Lucy?""I've handed everything to the police - all the witness statements, physical evidence, and video footage. The school will handle the rest. James has been trying to pull strings, but no one dares

This Mia was completely different from the confident, lively girl they'd met yesterday. Such a dramatic change in just one day."Could something have triggered this?" Jane asked quietly.Sarah watched Mia worriedly. "Yesterday when she saw my burned leg at home, she became like this. She was even more agitated then. She was terrified of everything, and it took tremendous effort to get her to sleep.""I think I understand. She must have been injured before. These are trauma responses, likely more psychological than physical. Past trauma being triggered, making her relive that environment and unable to escape it," Jane explained thoughtfully.But Sarah had a different concern. "If she's trapped in that past environment, shouldn't she be afraid of everything unfamiliar? Even with her brother, she shows some fear. But with me, she shows complete trust and dependency, even though we've only known each other briefly."She meant that Mia's trust and dependence on her didn't make sense.

“Mom! Our family only holds five percent of the school’s shares. The Reynolds family controls forty percent—nearly half. Do you really think the dean would risk offending them for us?” James’ tone was exasperated.And there was something he hadn’t mentioned yet: Lucy’s reputation at school was already terrible. She had been using the family name to bully other students for years, targeting anyone she didn’t like. Several promising students had even been forced to drop out because of her behavior.The dean had been tactful in his remarks, but the truth was clear. He had only tolerated Lucy’s actions because of the Chancer family’s influence. Now that the Reynolds family had stepped in, there was no way the school would continue shielding her.“As expected, everyone just bows to power and picks on the weak! What about my poor Lucy? What’s she going to do now?” Mrs. Chancer wailed, her voice shrill with despair.James’ tone turned cold. “Mom, you know better than I do what kind of rep

Zachary continued answering softly, “Mia, it’s not too late. Look, I’ve brought you both out safely.”“Sarah, are you safe now?” Mia suddenly asked, her tone laced with unease.Sarah was taken aback but nodded reassuringly. “Yes, we’re all safe now.”“Good!” Mia pulled her bowl closer and began sipping her soup quietly.Zachary seemed momentarily lost in thought, his gaze distant.As night fell, Zachary tidied up and left. Mia went to sleep, but Sarah lay awake, unable to settle her mind.Her thoughts lingered on Zachary. There was no doubt—he was a perfect man.She could feel her feelings toward him shifting, evolving in ways she couldn’t control.The more she tried to distance herself, the more she found herself drawn to him.“Breaking news: Lucy Chancer, the daughter of the Chancer family, was caught cheating during Adams University's psychology competition by stealing exam questions and framing another student. After being exposed, she threw boiling water at one of the jud

Just as the two were busy in the kitchen, the doorbell rang.Mia got up to answer it, but as soon as she saw who was at the door, she backed away in fear and ran straight to the kitchen. “Sarah, there’s someone…” she stammered.Sarah wiped her hands on a towel. “Who is it?”When she walked to the door and saw who it was, she froze. Standing there was James.Her smile vanished instantly, her brows knitting into a frown. “James, what do you want?”“Sarah, is Mia staying at your place?” James hadn’t expected Mia to answer the door.But seeing Sarah in an apron reminded him of their life together, however fleeting those moments of domesticity had been.“Mr. Chancer, who I invite into my home is none of your business. If you don’t have a good reason to be here, please leave. I’m busy and don’t have time to stand around chatting with you.” Her voice was cold and clipped.James quickly raised a box of desserts he had brought with him. “I was near Taste Avenue today for a meeting and s