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.

since you hold such contempt for Wall Group, I believe it’s best we sever our ties

the gravity of the situation, Platt collapsed to the floor, his 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 breaking a sweat. In a last-ditch effort to salvage

fiery liquid scorched its way down his throat, causing his eyes to water, yet Platt

bottle, two

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dared to make a sound, their eyes fixed on Platt as he drowned himself in liquor, each bottle tipping back like the

fate. His body failed, his world spun, and in the next second, he collapsed—nothing

icy detachment. “I’ll leave the rest to you,” he commanded, his voice

shocked faces around him, Noah snatched up his coat and strode

night air 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 the lingering haze of alcohol.

was something unsettling about the way Sadie ignored him, leaving Noah with a vague but persistent discomfort he couldn’t put into words. He approached her and grasped

her eyes wide with a mix of surprise and