All Chapters of Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect: Chapter 381 - Chapter 390

When Lucy thought she had finally encountered someone normal, the person suddenly snatched her utensils and began speaking to the fork as if it were alive, “Don’t worry, buddy. I’m here to save you.”As if possessed, the individual moved from one utensil to the next, speaking to each as if they were old friends.“Crazy,” Lucy muttered under her breath, unable to hold it in.Such behavior wasn’t unusual here.---At dinner, meals were delivered directly by the hospital staff.Lucy sat quietly on her bed, holding a simple bowl of food. Just as the nurse opened the door to bring in her meal, another figure slipped in behind them.Lucy glanced up, and her stomach dropped. It was the same person she’d encountered earlier—the one who had spoken to the utensils. And now, he were standing right in her room.“Get out! Get out of here!” she shouted, her voice trembling. She desperately scanned the room for something, anything, to defend herself, but there was nothing.The meals were pla

Mr. Luther laid everything out for Sarah, recounting the events in detail. While not every word was precise, he remembered most of it.Sarah raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “So, Mr. Luther, are you saying your son, Michael, has feelings for Charlotte?”Mr. Luther nodded gravely. “No one else knows about this. Considering Miss Garnett is already married, it’s not something anyone would want made public.”“That’s understandable,” Sarah replied, her tone calm. “But are you saying you got involved in this mess because of Charlotte, or is there another reason?”She didn’t buy for a second that the entire Luther family could be manipulated solely because of Charlotte. The real mastermind had yet to reveal themselves.She already had someone in mind, though it baffled her how the Luthers could be connected to Vivian. Mr. Luther avoided her gaze. “Miss Sanders, I’ve told you everything I know. Whatever’s left has nothing to do with me.”Sarah nodded. She knew better than to push too hard

Mrs. Chancer took Lucy’s hand tightly. “Lucy, I’m so sorry,” she said, her voice trembling.“Mom, what are you talking about?” A bad feeling washed over Lucy.Sure enough, her mother choked up as she continued, “Lucy, it’s me and your brother who have wronged you. We need you to take responsibility for the Luther villa incident.”Lucy stared at her mother in shock, disbelief plastered across her face. “Mom, what are you saying? You know about the villa incident? Then you must also know it wasn’t me! It was Charlotte! She framed me!” Her voice rose as her eyes widened.Mrs. Chancer’s eyes were bloodshot, and her lips quivered. “Lucy, you have to think of the family…”“Think of the family? So you’re planning to sacrifice me for it? This is because of Sarah, isn’t it? She’s close to finding evidence, so to protect Charlotte, you’re willing to throw me under the bus?” Lucy’s voice cracked as tears streamed down her face.It hit her how absurd she had been, clinging to the belief that

Sarah’s thoughts were completely consumed by this matter. “Alright,” she replied, “but I’ll need to take it with me first. I’ll bring it back in a few days.” “Thank you, Miss,” the manager said gratefully. ---At the Reynolds Corporation building, after informing the receptionist of her arrival, Sarah sat in the waiting area for Zachary. Unlike her usual urgency, she decided to take her time. Her mind was a mess, unsure of how to approach her questions or even where to start. Barely five minutes later, Zachary hurried out of the elevator. The administrative staff nearby exchanged meaningful glances, clearly intrigued by someone important enough to have Zachary come down personally. As they walked together, an icy silence hung between them. Zachary eventually broke it. “Why are you here all of a sudden?” “I need to ask you something,” Sarah replied coolly. She followed him to his office, but before they could close the door, a familiar voice called out. “Zach, why’

"Coward! Why wouldn't you answer my questions from last time?"Scarlett's eyes reddened. She'd been uncomfortable ever since that night, trying to figure out Steven's true feelings but getting nowhere.Lost in thought, she'd wandered into St. Ritz."Scarlett, it's not that I didn't want to answer. I just didn't know how," Steven said dejectedly, placing a cup of water in front of her.Scarlett pressed on. "Why did you suddenly show up that night telling me to break up with him?"Steven's fingers trembled. "Because we've already... it means you're mine, and I'm yours.""So do you like me?"Steven looked up sharply, startled by her question, unsure how to respond.Scarlett shook her head. "I'll ask again - are you saying these things out of obligation, or because you actually like me?"Steven remained silent for a long while.Just as Scarlett was about to give up, he finally spoke."Scarlett, don't go. I'm not sure if what I'm feeling counts as love, but when I can't see you,