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…”

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

backward glance, he strode out

eyes lingered on the empty doorway, her heart sinking slowly. She convinced herself it had to be an emergency at

of

Noah for over a decade, and becoming his wife was a

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

didn’t mean to leave us by ourselves. Please, don’t hold

her phone buzzed with an unexpected

CEO Spotted at the Airport Late at Night,

terminal entrance, clad in a black suit. He stood with impeccable posture,

as her heart thudded painfully

effort for her to regain her composure. Clutching onto a sliver of

the screen—Kyla Wade. The woman Noah had seemingly been unable to forget was evidently

a profound

teeth, forcefully suppressing

earlier, just as

dire need of a

sense of unworthiness, as if the joy she experienced was never truly meant

illusion shattered yesterday when she discovered she

always been meticulous in preventing pregnancy, except for that one night last month. Noah had staggered home, reeking of alcohol after a business dinner, and

lapse had now

Sadie was tormented by uncertainty on how to break the news

that Noah would

down, she knew she wasn’t the woman he

still engulfed in a whirlpool of anxious thoughts, her reverie

Was he already home?

a light coat around her shoulders, and made her

playful tones of Alex Howe, Noah’s friend, reached