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

Chapter 35

Chapter 35:

Under the impression that Kyla would be Noah’s future bride, Platt had no qualms about conspiring with her to humiliate Sadie. However, if he had misjudged the situation, the consequences would be disastrous—he’d be as good as dead. As these thoughts churned through his mind, Platt rose, his face breaking into an ingratiating smile directed at Noah.

“Please, forgive my earlier oversight in properly welcoming you,” he said, his voice carrying a tone of deference.

Immediately, the room buzzed to life as everyone stood, shuffling chairs and clearing the way to honor their guest. The seat of honor and its adjacent chair were conspicuously left vacant.

Noah watched the orchestrated commotion silently, his expression unreadable. Only after the last murmurs had settled did he gracefully take the chair reserved for him.

Kyla, poised to sit beside him, paused mid-step as Noah, in a surprising move, gestured for Sadie to sit next to him instead. The room filled with whispered speculations and furtive glances towards Kyla, whose plans seemed to unravel before her eyes.

acting like she’s someone important?” A woman, dressed in eye-catching, over-the-top clothing, covered her mouth with a delicate hand, her voice a syrupy blend of

lacing his tone. “Miss Wade, weren’t you just telling

She put on a forced smile and replied, “Mr. Wall has always been exceptionally attentive to every member of his

“Oh, is that so?”

their disbelief thinly veiled by nodding heads, their

clear to anyone observing that there was something more to it. And Noah—known for his indifference towards romantic entanglements and his

dared to call out Kyla’s

another seat, sitting ramrod straight, fully aware of the curious glances thrown her way. Her

the table, nails digging painfully into her flesh, yet she remained outwardly composed, oblivious to the physical discomfort her own

to draw a deep breath for fear that even the slightest noise might provoke the formidable man seated in

the room, and wherever his steely gaze landed, it seemed to exert an invisible, crushing weight. People instinctively lowered their heads, shunning his scrutiny as if the mere act of meeting his eyes could spell disaster. His gaze, sharp and discerning, seemed to slice through the tense atmosphere, sending

the brink of unbearable, Noah broke the silence. His voice was calm, almost