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

Chapter 380

Chapter 380:

“Feeling a little nervous?” Noah’s voice broke the stillness, his tone light.

Sadie hesitated for a moment before nodding. “A little,” she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper.

Noah’s lips quirked slightly, a reassuring smile playing at the corners. “Relax. I’m with you.”

Sadie nodded, trying to steady her racing heart. Outside the window, the city blurred into a mix of lights and shadows, but inside, her mind swirled with uncertainty.

When they arrived at Mountmend Manor, the venue’s grandeur took Sadie’s breath away. The manor was a vision of elegance, its towering facade illuminated by soft golden lights. Inside, the banquet hall was a dazzling spectacle of chandeliers, flowing gowns, and the low murmur of polished conversation. Sadie stepped inside, her arm linked with Noah’s. She could feel the weight of curious glances, some admiring and others speculative, as they made their way through the crowd.

“Mr. Wall, it’s been quite some time.” A woman in an extravagant gown greeted Noah, her smile warm but calculated.

Lindsay,” Noah

sharp with curiosity. “And who might this be?” she

my wife, Sadie,” he said with quiet

hit Sadie like a thunderclap, leaving her momentarily frozen. Her mind went

wife… The phrase echoed in Sadie’s ears, each syllable reverberating through her chest like a heavy

briefly, a shadow crossing her face before she quickly recovered,

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Mrs. Wall,” she said, her voice dripping with forced sweetness. “A pleasure to meet you! Mrs. Wall, you truly have an extraordinary presence. You and Mr. Wall make

and Sadie could feel the room’s attention shifting toward her. Whispers rippled through the crowd, and the guests exchanged glances, their curiosity palpable. Sadie’s grip tightened on her small clutch, her knuckles turning white as she fought to maintain her composure. She felt like a deer caught in

truly fortunate to have such a beautiful wife,” a man in a tailored suit remarked as he approached,

glass in acknowledgment. “Thank you,” he replied, his tone calm and unbothered. He offered no further explanation, nor did he glance at Sadie

smile, her lips stretching into a gesture she hoped looked natural. But the stiffness in her shoulders and the