Chapter 82

Chapter 82:

She stared at Noah, her gaze icy and detached. “Noah, really, do you think you deserve my concern after all that?”

Noah averted his eyes, a flush of guilt washing over his face. He clenched his jaw, inhaled sharply, and stood up. His voice was firm, devoid of warmth as he addressed Kyla. “We should head to the trauma department.”

It was as if the vulnerability he briefly showed had been nothing but a fleeting shadow.

Sadie watched their retreating figures, a smirk playing on her lips as they approached the door. Her marriage seemed nothing more than a bitter joke. In her heart, she wished she could erase these two from her life completely.

Just as she relished the newfound calm, a familiar voice rang out. “Sadie, I’m here. It’s time for your IV. I’ll keep an eye on it so it doesn’t run dry—just like I promised.”

At the sound of that familiar voice, Sadie’s gaze darted toward the door where she spotted Noah, Kyla, and Alex in a standstill. Noah and Kyla seemed on the verge of departing as Alex made his attempt to enter.

Sadie exhaled a weary sigh. Memories of yesterday’s clash between Noah and

out, her voice tinged with

annoyance. Despite everything, he was still her husband, and here he was, openly dismissed by Sadie!

stepped inside and slammed the door with a resonant thud, narrowly missing Noah’s face. The sound echoed, marking the

usually calm demeanor crumbling as he felt the slight. He reached for the door handle, only

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secured, a deliberate move to keep him out. His frustration boiled over into

a small tug, Kyla said in a quiet, concerned tone, “You’re hurt.

the line here.” She was subtly throwing shade at Sadie with her

was the sharp contrast in

her fingertips pressing into her palm hard enough to leave marks, though her face

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