Chapter 32

Chapter 32:

With a firm grip, he seized Sadie’s shoulders, his brow furrowing deeper. “Sadie, what the hell are you doing here?” he demanded sharply. As he leaned closer, the unmistakable sharp scent of alcohol hit him, and his frown deepened into a scowl. “Have you been drinking?” he asked, his displeasure unmistakable.

The moment their bodies collided, Sadie immediately recognized him by his signature cold, woody fragrance—Noah. The realization only fueled her desire to flee.

She believed, deep down, that if Noah hadn’t been supporting Kyla, Kyla wouldn’t have dared target her so blatantly.

At that moment, Sadie was overwhelmed by discomfort, her senses heightened to an unbearable intensity. Though Noah’s touch had been gentle, a dull pain throbbed in her shoulders.

“Get your hands off me! Let me go!” she cried out, her voice trembling with desperation.

Her plea seemed only to provoke Noah, whose grip tightened in response. He pulled her flush against his chest, his hold unyielding as he spoke in a chilling tone. “Can’t resist making a mess, can you, Sadie? You’re not holding back anymore, huh?”

heart squeezed painfully, as if trapped

herself to feel the confinement of his embrace. Her voice,

voice breaking. “Since the love of your life came back, I didn’t stand in your way—I agreed to the divorce. I even left our home to keep

midst of her emotional turmoil,

through Noah as he listened. Could her recent erratic actions be a sign of her

new chapters

of the years of deep affection Sadie had shown him, Noah found it wasn’t so easy to

the divorce for now. Take all the time you need to adjust, but know that

his words. Did he really believe she needed time to

twisted her lips as tears cascaded down

the sight

over Noah’s expression, his aura turning icy and menacing. He couldn’t

look at him, his voice sharp and commanding. “Sadie, don’t you forget—you are still my

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