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

Chapter 1

Chapter 1:

“Hmm…” Sadie Hudson murmured softly, her eyes fluttering open into a drowsy blur, only to be met with the intense gaze of another pair of eyes.

Her husband, Noah Wall, had quietly returned, his presence subtly marked by the faint scent of alcohol.

He sealed their reunion with a kiss that was unyielding in its dominance, compelling her into reluctant acquiescence.

A wave of unease surged through Sadie’s chest, and reflexively, she attempted to withdraw.

“Stay still.” Noah’s voice rumbled, deep and seductive, tinged with a compelling charm that was hard to resist.

For a moment, Sadie’s body tensed, caught in a struggle between resistance and submission.

Today was significant— it was their second anniversary—and she was determined not to spoil the celebratory mood.

With a sigh, she closed her eyes, allowing herself to melt into his embrace.

The robust scent of his cologne masked the alcohol, swirling around her and piercing her heart with its potent allure.

Noah’s eyes darkened with desire as he observed her yielding, his actions becoming bolder and less restrained.

Just as Sadie was about to regain her composure, she gasped softly, her plea laced with tender fragility. “Please, not too harsh…”

She couldn’t complete her revelation of being pregnant. The sharp ring of a phone sliced through the thick tension, abruptly severing the intimate moment between them.

Noah’s eyes, still ablaze with longing, flickered as he caught sight of the caller ID.

He got up and began to dress, his movements betraying none of the fervor that had engulfed him just moments before.

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“Are you heading out?” Sadie inquired, her voice tinged with a mix of confusion and concern as she tightened her grip on her nightgown.

and dismissive, as if

“But…”

voice soft yet detached. He leaned forward, his lips briefly caressing her forehead in

glance, he

lingered on the empty doorway, her heart sinking slowly. She convinced herself it had

was essential; any sign of displeasure could

all, she had loved Noah for over a decade, and becoming his wife was a dream realized.

freshened up and returned to bed, her hand resting gently on her belly, a hopeful smile

mean to leave us by

her phone buzzed with an unexpected

at the Airport Late at Night, Allegedly Picking Up

He stood with

thudded painfully in her chest, the sharp sensation nearly

for her to regain her composure. Clutching onto a sliver of hope, she clicked on the article,

she had feared, a familiar face filled the screen—Kyla Wade. The woman Noah had seemingly been unable to forget was evidently back in

through Sadie, a profound sorrow embedding

her teeth, forcefully

of how her marriage had begun was too painful to revisit. Two years earlier, just as Kyla and Noah had been planning their

and in dire need of a compliant wife, Sadie, known for her unwavering

years, Sadie had been a docile wife, enveloped in a sense of unworthiness, as if the joy she experienced was never truly

shattered yesterday when she discovered she

last month. Noah had staggered home, reeking of

fleeting lapse had now culminated in her

uncertainty on how to break the news

that Noah would demand an

knew she wasn’t the

still engulfed in a whirlpool of anxious thoughts,

Was he already home?

light coat around her shoulders, and made her

as she neared the door, the playful tones of Alex Howe, Noah’s friend, reached her ears. “Did you really spend the entire night with