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

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.

articulate and precise, brushed against her skin with a gentleness that contrasted with

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

of tenderness from Noah were few and

was fine, he carefully placed her feet on the sofa and draped a blanket over them with a

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

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

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

a world of

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

chopped ingredients was pure artistry—fluid, precise, and

of him. They were on the brink of divorce; why then did Noah continue to perform these thoughtful, intimate acts that only fueled

steaming bowl of clam chowder

it was more of an assault than a comfort, making her stomach twist in revolt. She instinctively

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