Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 747

If she was determined to go through with it, he was willing to stay by her side.

"You seem different than before," Sarah said thoughtfully.

Zachary put out his cigarette. "Different how?"

"In the past, whenever I mentioned my lost memories, you would always avoid the topic or play dumb. But now you're offering to go with me. If you're not against me searching for my memories, why won't you just tell me directly?" Sarah's eyes were full of curiosity.

Zachary froze for a few seconds, no longer able to meet Sarah's gaze. He was only willing to accompany her because he knew she wouldn't find anything even if she went.

He had already sent people to search through all of Adams University's archives.

The night air was getting colder, and the tip of Zachary's nose had turned slightly red.

But those eyes of his—she couldn't help but keep looking at them.

She quickly lowered her head. "You should go home now."

"Sasa, I know we can't ignore what happened, but I still want to say that I'll make it up to you. Just please stop avoiding me," he said, sounding hurt.

Sarah didn't know how to respond, but then he spoke again.

"After breaking off the engagement with Vivian, she'll likely become even crazier. I've arranged for people to protect you secretly. Please don't refuse."

Sarah frowned slightly, understanding what Zachary meant.

Just then, she suddenly sneezed.

Only now did Zachary notice her red nose, and said with a touch of guilt, "You should go inside."

"Then you should go home. Having someone standing outside my building staring at my window will keep me from sleeping." And she'd find it hard to feel at peace.

Zachary finally agreed. "I'll watch you go in first."

The night was as dark as ink. A cold breeze blew past as Sarah hugged her arms and ran back into the building. She went straight to her room and instinctively pulled back the curtain to see Zachary waving at her once more before getting into his car and driving away.

The next evening, after Sarah finished a consultation with a student, someone walked into her counseling office.

She didn't need to look up; just from the faint scent, she knew who it was.

Only Zachary would come here at this time.

"Mr. Reynolds, I haven't finished work yet."

Zachary sat down across from Sarah as if he hadn't heard her. "Surely Adams University's counseling services are open to members of the board of directors?"

Sarah recalled how he had pretended to have psychological issues last time. Was he using the same trick again?

"Of course. But I hope you're not here about another heartbreak, Mr. CEO?"

Zachary shook his head. "I've been having the same nightmare for days. Darkness everywhere, with no boundaries. I can hear her voice but can't see her. Then suddenly it's daylight, and a car runs over her again and again. I run desperately toward her, but the distance between us never gets any smaller."