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.

his tone breezy and dismissive,

“But…”

voice soft yet detached. He leaned forward, his

he strode out of

empty doorway, her heart sinking slowly. She convinced herself it had to be an

any sign of displeasure could drive him

and becoming his wife was a dream realized. She

quickly freshened up and returned to bed, her hand resting gently on her belly, a hopeful smile playing at the corners

by ourselves. Please, don’t hold it against him,

she uttered these words than her phone buzzed with

at the Airport Late at Night, Allegedly Picking Up Mysterious

the airport’s private terminal entrance, clad in a black suit. He stood with impeccable posture, exuding an undeniable aura of authority. His eyes conveyed a softness, a tender warmth that Sadie had

across Sadie’s face as her heart thudded painfully

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

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

a profound sorrow embedding itself deep

teeth, forcefully suppressing

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

board and in dire need of a compliant wife, Sadie, known for her unwavering devotion to him and from a family now in decline, had become

Sadie had been a docile wife, enveloped in a sense

yesterday when she discovered

month. Noah had staggered home, reeking of alcohol after a business dinner, and in his drunken haze, they had lost

had now culminated in her

uncertainty on how to break the news to

Noah would demand an

down, she knew she wasn’t the

in a whirlpool of anxious thoughts, her reverie was

Was he already home?

pulling a light coat around her

playful tones of Alex Howe, Noah’s