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Divorce Reboot: Finding My Perfect Man

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Chapter 700

She raised her glass. "Grandfather, | toast you."

With that, she drank it all in one go.

Her drink and Zachary's had been poured together from the sbottle.

Zachary's eyes flickered briefly. It would be impolite to refuse any longer. He picked up his glass and poured the

cold liquid down his throat.

After several glasses, Zachary felt something wasn't right.

He shook his dizzy head, feeling like everything around him was spinning.

Vivian's concerned voice reached his ears, though it sounded muffled and unclear.

She shook his hand and asked softly, "Zachary, are you alright?"

Zachary couldn't speak and could only weakly wave his hand.

Old Mr. Wilson, figuring the twas about right, yawned sleepily and announced cheerfully, "That's enough

drinking for tonight. You two should stay here instead of going back."

Vivian's voice emerged again. "Good idea. Zachary is already drunk. It's your fault, making him drink so much.

He'll definitely have a headache tomorrow."

Their conversation sounded perfectly normal.

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Finally, he heard Vivian say, "Grandfather, you should rest early. I'll help Zachary back to the room first."

Zachary staggered as he followed her up the stairs. Halfway there, he felt waves of irresistible heat surging

through his body.

The faint fragrance beside him assaulted his reason. He turned to look and, in his daze, thought he saw Sarah's

face.

Zachary's eyes filled with love as he sat on the bed still holding Vivian's hand. He spoke with unprecedented

tenderness, "Sarah, I'm sorry you've had to suffer."

Vivian's eyes widened in disbelief. The jealousy and hatred she had suppressed deep inside instantly exploded.

Vivian trembled with rage. Even though Zachary wasn't fully conscious, she couldn't help but demand shrilly,

"What does she have that | don't? Tell me! | can change! Why won't you giveeven a single chance?"

Zachary found the noise irritating and frowned. The unfamiliar surroundings triggered his alertness.

If he didn't notice something was wrong now, he would truly be a fool.

Zachary bit his tongue hard. The strong taste of blood briefly restored his clarity.

"Zachary, you're mine. I'm the one who belongs by your side." Vivian helped the immobilized man lie down.

She began to slowly remove her clothes.

When she was down to just her undergarments, Zachary suddenly rolled over, pushed Vivian away, and

staggered out of the room.

He didn't stop running until he reached the road, where he woke the driver sleeping in the car.

The driver was confused. "Mr. Reynolds, what happened? Why are you out in the middle of the night?"

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A suspicious teardrop hung at the corner of her eye, slowly sliding down her cheek.

This might be her only chance.

If she missed it, she might never get back what she had lost.

On the road, Zachary's condition worsened. He occasionally pounded the leather

seat, his forehead covered in cold sweat.