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.

precise, brushed against her skin

her eyes settling on the crown of Noah’s head, momentarily adrift

of tenderness from Noah were few and

confirmed her ankle was fine, he carefully placed

yet, have you? I’ll whip up some clam chowder to fill you up,” he offered, his voice soft

surge of warmth fluttered through Sadie’s chest. She raised her eyes

yet before the words could leave her lips, Noah said firmly, “Just relax,” and

a world

kitchen’s open layout allowed Sadie a clear view from the sofa. She

ingredients was pure artistry—fluid, precise,

thoughts swirled in chaos—she just couldn’t make sense of him. They were on the brink of divorce; why then did Noah continue to perform these thoughtful,

a steaming bowl of clam chowder before her with a gesture that suggested she enjoy

air, but to Sadie, it was more of an assault than a comfort, making her stomach twist in revolt. She instinctively clapped a hand over her mouth, her eyes widening as

in concern. “What’s wrong?” he asked, his

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