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

Chapter 83

Chapter 83:

Noah brushed off the suggestion with a wave of his hand, his voice resolute. “That’s out of the question. Sadie’s heart has belonged to me for years. The idea of her turning to someone else is unthinkable.”

His conviction seemed unwavering, but a shadow of doubt flickered across his face.

However, Kyla’s calm demeanor masked the sharpness of her words as they pierced through his defenses. “But just yesterday, Sadie asked you to leave her hospital room and chose to keep Alex by her side. Earlier, you came with a present and she barely cracked a smile. But Alex? She welcomed him with open arms. Doesn’t that seem odd to you?”

Noah’s response stalled, caught in his throat. Kyla’s words struck a nerve, cutting deeper than he expected. Sadie’s disregard for him and her attention on Alex felt like salt in an open wound, stinging with every moment.

As the antiseptic seeped into his skin, it drained the wound of its color, turning it a bleak, ghostly pale. The wound looked excruciating, but he didn’t make a sound, as if pain was nothing to him. The pain in his heart outweighed the one on his body. He looked distant, trapped in his own thoughts.

In the days that followed, Noah’s visits to Sadie became more frequent, each one marked by increasingly lavish gifts. From dazzling designer jewelry to one-of-a-kind antique artworks, the tables in the ward were adorned with opulence.

One day, he arrived with a jade-carved statue of the Virgin Mary in his hands.

this to keep you safe and at ease,” Noah murmured tenderly, setting the

indifferent glance at the statue, her eyes clouded

you like it?” Noah probed cautiously, his eyes

her voice steady but distant as she responded,

gαℓησν𝒆𝓁s．çоm takes you away

chest. It was clear to him that Sadie was marking a boundary between them. The increasing feeling of detachment ate away

sitting close to her on the bed, desperate to

recoiled subtly, her body tensing as she

she stated flatly, her voice icy and

his brow furrowing

blaming me?

biting sarcasm. “The day you abandoned me to fend for myself, while I was

agape. He had no comeback; her words struck a

her composure. When she reopened them, a new clarity and determination

a divorce,” she declared softly, her voice low yet carrying an undeniable ring of