Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 848

It was like a switch had flipped. Charlotte went on and on, pouring out all her thoughts like she’d finally found clarity—even though James hadn’t responded at all.

Across from her, James sat holding a file folder, but his mind was elsewhere. His expression was heavy, conflicted, as if he were caught between two impossible choices.

Though Charlotte was busy justifying her own excitement, she was still watching him out of the corner of her eye, tracking every flicker of emotion on his face.

When she saw that serious look, she thought he must’ve been moved by what she said. Her heart soared, hope swelling in her chest.

She talked herself hoarse, voice going dry, before James finally responded in a low, detached voice. “It’s late. We’ll talk tomorrow.”

Charlotte didn’t think much of it. She’d already pushed herself to the limit just staying awake this long.

Her eyelids had been drooping for hours, and exhaustion was written all over her.

She barely hit the pillow before falling asleep.

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But maybe it was the coffee.

In the middle of the night, Charlotte woke up suddenly, eyes snapping open as full awareness returned in an instant.

Restless and wired, she resisted the urge to toss and turn, not wanting to wake James. She carefully turned over in bed instead.

Moonlight spilled through the curtains, falling across James’s back as he sat hunched at the edge of the bed. His silhouette looked solitary—almost lonely.

Charlotte stared at him, and something unshakable stirred in her heart. A feeling she knew she shouldn’t have… but couldn’t stop herself from sinking into.

The more she told herself not to act on it, the stronger the urge became. That’s how it always worked. Once the thought took root, it grew wild.

Quietly, she slipped out of bed, grabbed her phone, and tiptoed into the bathroom. She’d done foolish things like this before—and they’d only ever made James angrier.

Charlotte looked at her reflection in the mirror and took a deep breath.

She looked drained. Worn out.

Like someone even she might not want to love anymore.

Charlotte sat frozen, listening to the empty dial tone. When she tried to call back, she realized she’d been blocked.

Still… she felt a little better.

That reaction—angry, disgusted—meant Sarah must really hate James. That had to mean there was nothing between them.

She wiped her tears, crawled back into bed, and lay beside James again. She looked at his sleeping face for a moment before finally letting herself drift off, her heart a little more at ease.

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Meanwhile, Sarah stared at her phone, utterly speechless. With a sigh, she blocked Charlotte’s number without a second thought.

She looked around the resort, mentally ticking off everything left to finalize. Between work and last-minute arrangements, she hadn’t had time to stop by in days. Tomorrow was the big Christmas bash—she needed to make sure everything was in place.

To make the resort’s promotion a success, Melvin had approved a generous budget. They had brand-new entertainment equipment flown in—including the latest VR setups. Every corner of the island had been transformed.

It was going to be a night to remember.