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

Chapter 40

Chapter 40:

However, it was Kyla who sauntered in, her presence marked by a wave of her potent perfume. As the fragrance enveloped him, Noah’s expression shifted subtly; his brow creased slightly, betraying a flash of irritation. He had always had an aversion to strong perfumes, deeming them somewhat pretentious.

“What brings you here?” Noah questioned, his voice cool, masking his growing annoyance. Despite his cool demeanor, his thoughts inadvertently wandered to Sadie—the simple, refreshing scent of her shower gel lingering in his mind, sharply contrasting with the perfume now filling his office.

Kyla, sensing the tension, swept a strand of hair behind her ear and offered a soft, reassuring smile. “Noah, Samuel mentioned you were feeling out of sorts, and I couldn’t help but worry,” she said, her voice laced with concern. “Is it still about the incident with Sadie and the drinking? I messed up. I wasn’t thinking straight. I’m really sorry,”

Her words were smooth, her demeanor empathetic, yet internally, she harbored a flicker of resentment towards Sadie. It was Sadie, after all, who had inadvertently cast a shadow over her standing with Noah. At her words, Noah’s frown only deepened.

“Don’t stress over it. Nobody’s perfect—we all mess up now and then,” Noah stated, his voice steady, betraying not a trace of emotion.

sinking as she realized he hadn’t denied her assumption about his reason for being upset. A sense of alarm echoed through her thoughts—Noah’s affection for Sadie was evidently more profound than she’d anticipated. No, she

show Sadie my sincerity through actions. Since

with a thoughtful frown before nodding in agreement. “Alright, we’ll

the bustling secretarial office, Sadie was immersed in her tasks, organizing piles of documents with diligent focus. It was her duty day, and she was responsible for compiling all the office documents and delivering them

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of unease. After much deliberation, she approached Samuel with a tentative air, her voice low and respectful. “Samuel, could you please assist me in delivering these

Mr. Wall prefers not to have others handle his documents,

swirling within her, she recognized the importance of professionalism. With

her gaze abruptly. There, framed in the doorway, stood Kyla, her features enhanced by flawless makeup. Dressed in an impeccably tailored Chanel suit, Kyla exuded an aura of sophistication. Yet, her smug expression was