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

Chapter 37

Chapter 37:

Who would have thought that Platt, a dominant force in business, would be reduced to pleading for mercy from a woman who appeared so fragile?

Sadie, her eyes slowly fluttering open, fixed a weak yet resolute gaze on Platt. Her voice, though soft, was infused with an unwavering resolve. “Mr. Crawford, when I continuously declined your request, neither you nor Miss Wade showed me any leniency. You branded me a workaholic, so devoted to the company that I’d overlook personal boundaries. You dismissed my refusal to drink, insisting that without my compliance, you wouldn’t work with Wall Group.”

“Mr. Crawford, were those your words?” Sadie pressed, her voice dripping with sarcasm, which visibly darkened Platt’s expression.

His lips quivered as he struggled with the weight of her words. After a painful pause, he managed a reply, his voice barely above a whisper. “Miss Hudson, I messed up—please, give me this one chance to make it right.”

Kyla, who had never imagined she’d witness Sadie—the typically reserved woman—confronting someone, felt a sudden urge to defend Platt. She almost rose to speak on his behalf, but Noah’s frosty stare rooted her to the spot.

I believe it’s best we sever our ties now.” Noah’s tone

face the picture of despair. Despite all efforts, his company had never risen beyond mediocrity. A massive conglomerate like Wall Group, built on generations of success, could bankrupt his company without even

liquid scorched its way down his throat, causing his eyes to water, yet Platt persisted, knowing this momentary agony was trivial compared to the devastation of

bottle, two bottles, three

𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓾𝓹𝓭𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓰𝓪𝓵𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵𝓼.𝓬𝓸𝓶

he drowned himself in liquor, each bottle

after bottle, until the fifth sealed his fate. His body failed, his world spun, and in the next second, he collapsed—nothing but dead weight

Samuel with icy detachment. “I’ll leave the rest to you,”

Wall,” Samuel responded with a deferential nod. Disregarding the shocked faces around him, Noah snatched up his coat

greeted them, cutting through the stench of alcohol that clung to their clothes. It was a welcome, cleansing breeze that seemed to clear Sadie’s senses slightly. She shook her head vigorously, trying to shake off

leaving Noah with a vague but persistent discomfort he couldn’t put into words. He approached her and grasped her hand, his voice tinged with irritation. “After everything I did for you tonight, Sadie,

her eyes wide with a mix of surprise and indifference. “Oh,