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

Chapter 306

Chapter 306:

A chilling frost settled in Noah’s eyes, his expression turning unreadable. The lengths Sadie had gone to for another man ignited something cold within him that he hadn’t expected.

Noah’s glass slipped through his fingers, crashing onto the floor in a violent shatter. The sharp sound sent a ripple through the tense air.

“I have no interest in someone like you,” Noah said, his voice low and controlled.

Sadie froze, her body going rigid as the full weight of his words crashed over her like a tidal wave, swallowing her whole in a suffocating tide of shame.

Noah took a step closer, his presence looming over her like a shadow. “I’m not finished yet,” he murmured, his tone edged with finality. “There’s been no hostess at this house for too long. And the position, well, it’s yours, whether you like it or not.”

waiting for a response, Noah bent down, picked up Sadie’s fallen bag, and threw it at her. His next words left no room for argument. “You’ll stay

away, Noah walked upstairs but paused midway. Glancing back at Sadie, who had collapsed onto the floor, he spoke with chilling calm. “If you try to run again, I’ll make sure

his ascent, vanishing from Sadie’s

felt hollow, as though her very soul was being chipped away, piece by piece. She had returned to this gilded cage, this suffocating prison, the one place she had sworn never to enter again. Time seemed to stretch into eternity as she sat there, her mind numb, lost in the oppressive silence of her surroundings. She had no sense of how

room, his presence both gentle and uncertain. “Mrs. Wall, are you alright?” he asked, his voice careful, his gaze flickering over her with

unfocused as they traced the intricate patterns of the crystal chandelier above. When she finally

all

young, so fragile, especially after his recent surgery. The idea of being separated from

I don’t have the authority to

persuasion and firm insistence guiding her toward the master bedroom. As soon as the door swung open,

drapes—everything was precisely as it had been three years prior,

clear that someone had been meticulously tending to