Chapter 23

Chapter 23:

The realization sent a sharp ache through her heart, prompting her to wriggle desperately, trying to escape his hold.

“Let me go! I can walk on my own!” she asserted defiantly, her voice laced with frustration.

Her vigorous struggle irked Noah, and in response, he tightened his grip, his resolve firm.

“And risk you hurting your foot again?” He chided her softly, his voice a blend of reprimand and tenderness.

Sadie’s resistance faded; she reluctantly ceased her efforts and settled down.

Noah’s gaze softened as he looked upon her calm, delicate features, stirring a storm of emotions within him.

He carefully lowered her onto the sofa, his movements tender and deliberate, and he knelt to examine her swollen ankle.

brushed against her skin with a

cast her gaze downward, her eyes settling on the crown of Noah’s head, momentarily

instances of tenderness from Noah were few and far

he made seemed to strum a chord deep within her heart. Once Noah confirmed her ankle was fine, he carefully placed her

whip up some clam chowder to fill you up,” he offered, his voice soft and filled with

through Sadie’s chest. She raised her eyes to meet his, her gaze lingering on his striking features,

meant to insist that it wasn’t necessary, yet before the words could leave her lips, Noah said firmly, “Just relax,” and made his way to the

is a world

sofa. She watched as Noah rolled up his sleeves, exposing his muscular, well-toned

way he chopped ingredients was pure artistry—fluid, precise,

brink of divorce; why then did Noah continue to perform

returned, setting a steaming bowl of clam chowder before her

more of an assault than a comfort, making her stomach twist

concern. “What’s wrong?” he asked, his voice laced with

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