All Chapters of Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect: Chapter 361 - Chapter 370

Unable to recall the events of the previous night, Steven noticed a faint, unfamiliar scent lingering in the room. He threw off the blanket, and to his shock, a woman’s bra fell onto the bed.He froze for a moment, staring at it, before the memories started to piece themselves together. He vaguely remembered Scarlett coming back with him the night before.Could it be…?Rubbing his temples, Steven looked down at himself—completely naked. The more he tried to organize his scattered thoughts, the clearer Scarlett’s face became in his mind. As he stood to tidy up the bed, his eyes caught something on the sheets—bloodstains. His hands trembled as realization dawned. Was this Scarlett’s first time? Did they really…?---The next day, after Sarah had woken up, Scarlett finally worked up the courage to visit her, carrying a thermal container of soup. On her way to the hospital, her mind was a whirlwind of emotions, replaying the events of the previous night over and over.She had jus

Lucy cried for a long time, her tears eventually giving way to anger. “I get it now! It’s all because of Charlotte! She’s pregnant, and Mom’s only protecting her! Fine, all of you—you’ve all abandoned me! None of you are coming to save me!”She ended the call in frustration, knowing full well that James had refused to help her since the last incident. Begging him was pointless; she’d have to come up with a plan on her own.Hours passed, and as evening fell, she was summoned by the police to the visitation room. To her surprise, the person waiting for her was none other than Charlotte.“Charlotte?” Lucy called out, startled at first, but her expression quickly darkened. “Why are you here? Did you come just to gloat?”“Lucy, don’t make it sound so harsh. I came to check on you because I care.” Charlotte’s smile was faint, almost mocking.If not for the officers present, Lucy would have lunged at her to tear apart that fake, self-righteous mask.Scoffing, Lucy sneered, “Charlotte, i

Zachary led Sarah through a narrow alley. The high brick walls cast long shadows, and ornate Victorian-style eaves loomed overhead. The cobblestone path beneath their feet felt cool, and wild poppies bloomed stubbornly in the corners where wall met ground.At the end of the path, Zachary pushed open a weathered wooden gate and led Sarah inside. The overgrown grass-lined path meandered through the garden, stirring a sense of familiarity within her. The backyard was well-maintained, with a majestic oak tree standing sentinel in the western corner.As they entered the main building through the backyard, Sarah's eyes widened in recognition. Heritage House?Heritage House was a prestigious antique shop, renowned for its collection spanning from medieval artifacts to early 20th-century pieces. However, given the unique nature of antiques, most displayed items were museum-quality replicas. The originals, privately owned by collectors, were only available for sale when their owners chose

Memories crashed over her like a violent storm, forcing her to relive moments she'd rather forget, playing out vividly before her eyes."Scarlett, don't go," Steven pleaded, his head pounding.His friend turned to Scarlett. "Miss Larson, we'll leave him with you."Before she could protest, they vanished into the night. Scarlett stared in disbelief. "Hey, you can't just..."As she tried to leave, Steven wrapped his arm around hers. She tensed up and pushed him away. "What... what are you doing?""You take advantage of me and then try to run? Just walk away after getting what you wanted?" Steven gripped her arm tightly."Who took advantage of whom?" Scarlett wanted to shove him to the ground. If anyone was a victim here, it was her!Steven clung to her arm, refusing to let go.Scarlett glanced around anxiously - they were right outside her home. If her parents saw this, it would be a disaster."What do you want? Let me go!"Scarlett twisted away from Steven's grasp and hurried

Sarah noticed the sadness in her eyes and suddenly grabbed Scarlett's hand. "Let's try something," she said seriously."Try what?"Her voice was soft and convincing. "Let's see if he likes you.""What?"Sarah took out her phone and played the recording for her. "When he was drunk, he kept saying your name. Zachary sent this to me. Why not give it a chance? If you feel even a little something for him."A faint blush appeared on Scarlett's face. "Alright, let's try."That evening, Sarah called Steven. "Steven, I'd like to bring some friends to St. Ritz for dinner tonight. Are you available?"After all, this show couldn't go on without its main character.At seven-thirty, Sarah arrived at St. Ritz with Scarlett. Steven froze when he saw Scarlett - he hadn't expected her to be one of Sarah's friends.Just as he placed the menus on Sarah's table, he saw Scarlett waving excitedly toward the entrance."Over here!" Sarah smiled knowingly and explained, "This is Scarlett's boyfriend."