Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband’s Regret

Chapter 50:

Noah deftly stepped away from her touch. “I’ll make time for us soon,” he assured her, his tone even and firm.

Before Kyla could say anything more, Noah walked away, his silhouette merging with the golden sunset, his presence marked by a cool detachment.

Kyla’s lips quivered slightly as she pressed her nails into her palm, seemingly unaware of the pain. She hadn’t anticipated such complications; Sadie was indeed a relentless problem!

Meanwhile, Sadie stepped out of the golf course, only to find herself surrounded by silence. The area was desolate, with no taxis in sight; it felt like a forgotten corner of the world.

Sadie’s stomach churned painfully, a stark reminder that the single piece of bread she’d eaten for lunch had done little to sustain her. The confrontation with Noah and Kyla had left her emotionally and physically drained, her body trembling with dizziness and exhaustion.

As she thought about her lost bonus, a fresh wave of frustration crashed over her. Her vision blurred, her legs buckled, and before she could steady herself, she collapsed onto the ground. Tears spilled down her cheeks, hot and unbidden.

What had she done to deserve this? She was bewildered by the harshness of her situation.noveldrama

As Noah stepped outside, he instantly noticed Sadie’s plight. A flicker of surprise crossed his usually stern face, and his eyebrows furrowed involuntarily. “What is she doing now?” he muttered.

But as Noah took in Sadie’s pale face and her lips pressed tightly together, as though she were fighting to hold back the pain, something inside him softened. Almost instinctively, he found himself walking toward her. Before he could second-guess his actions, he stood right before her.

Sadie’s stomach lurched painfully, and before she could stop herself, she bent over, retching violently and spitting out a mouthful of stomach acid.

Noah’s frown deepened, an unfamiliar emotion tightening his chest, something he couldn’t quite place.

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Noah crouched beside Sadie, his brows drawn together. “Sadie, what’s wrong?” His voice was steady, but a faint, almost hidden hint of concern was beneath it.

Sadie fought to raise her head, her surroundings spinning as her vision blurred. She could barely make out Noah’s face through the fog of dizziness, but his features were still as perfect as ever, like a precision-made sculpture. But this time, his expression had an unfamiliar softness, a hint of concern that confused her.

“Noah…” Sadie’s voice trembled, barely audible.

Feeling a clench in his heart, Noah didn’t hesitate; he lifted Sadie into his arms.

As the world seemed to whirl around her, Sadie soon found herself cradled in a warm, yet strange, embrace.

She inhaled deeply, a blend of perfume and a trace of tobacco filling her senses — a scent that was unmistakably Noah’s.

“Noah, what are you doing?” Sadie asked, trying to wriggle free, but his grip only tightened.

“Stay still. We’re heading to the hospital,” Noah commanded, his expression severe, tolerating no opposition.

Confusion swirled within her once more, deep and perplexing. “I don’t want to go to the hospital!” The word “hospital” alone set Sadie on edge. She shoved hard against Noah’s chest. “Put me down!”

Without hesitation, Noah lifted her into the car and said to the driver, “Take us to the hospital.”

“I don’t want to go to the hospital! Let me out!” Sadie cried out, her voice edged with desperation and despair.

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