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

Chapter 33

Chapter 33:

The intimacy of their embrace, the tender way Noah held her, sparked a seething rage within Kyla. They were so close, so entwined, that it seemed as though the world around them had dissolved.

Jealousy clawed at Kyla’s heart, fierce and unrelenting. She couldn’t comprehend it all. Why did Sadie, of all people, receive such affection and tenderness from Noah?

As Kyla approached, her smile softened even further, her hand extending warmly toward Noah. Her voice, infused with tender concern, broke the tension. “Noah, why don’t you let me take care of Sadie?”

There was a softness in her voice, wrapped in just enough worry to make it seem like she was the only one who genuinely cared for Sadie. Yet, instead of releasing his hold, Noah clutched Sadie tighter to his chest, his brows knitting together in a mix of confusion and slight irritation.

“What are you doing here?” he demanded, his voice edged with mild annoyance.

a stray lock of hair behind her ear, concealing her momentary embarrassment. Maintaining her composed demeanor, she replied softly, “Noah, don’t tell me it’s already slipped

memory of that conversation. After he had dropped Kyla off at the hospital, his thoughts had been overwhelmingly occupied with Sadie’s health, only half-hearing Kyla’s words. He had nodded absentmindedly, his attention already elsewhere as he rushed off. That casual

asked, “And Sadie? Why on earth is

drinking at these gatherings, and with my heart condition, I simply can’t drink. I heard that Sadie is exceptionally diligent at work, so I figured

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her eyes searching for the usual gentle understanding he had shown so many times before—hoping he would let the issue pass without fuss, as he always did. However,

What?

stood rooted to the spot, shocked. For a fleeting moment, she questioned whether she was trapped in some surreal dream. Wait… was he seriously

her. She lifted her eyes, only to meet Noah’s intense, unwavering stare. There was a chilling coldness and an unspoken warning in his eyes that she had never seen directed at her

chest, Kyla fought back any show of displeasure. Instead, she clenched her fist so tightly that her nails dug into her palm, and with a voice tinged with innocence yet laced with self-reproach, she murmured, “I had no idea about Sadie’s condition… I never would have involved her had I known. Remember, after I saved you and barely escaped those kidnappers, I was left with this heart condition. You promised, Noah—you said you’d always

his deep eyes fixed on Kyla with an intensity

prolonged silence, he averted his gaze, his features shadowed by