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

Chapter 1091:

Noah’s skin was pale, his breathing shallow. He was clearly deep under anesthesia.

Sadie’s heart dropped into her stomach. Her pupils narrowed. “Noah!” Her voice broke into a ragged cry as she darted toward him, wild with panic, hurling herself against the table where he lay. She kept shouting his name, frantic and breathless, the sound raw with grief. “Please, Noah, open your eyes!”

Just above his skull, a gleaming blade hovered—so close it could have sliced with the faintest twitch.

Another heartbeat, and the outcome would’ve been irreversible. Sadie’s pulse thrashed in her chest. Her back was soaked, her limbs quaking beneath the pressure of terror.

At that precise instant, Samuel and the guards burst in like a sudden storm.

Clad in black, the men moved like clockwork, forcing the doctor to the floor and prying the scalpel from his clenched hand.

“Let me go!” the man—Stuart Lawson—rasped, struggling against their grip.

Frozen in place, Dawson could only gape at the chaos. His eyes locked onto the unfamiliar figure—the “doctor” who had nearly altered fate—and his mind collapsed into confusion.

trembling hand, barely able to form the words. “Who… who are you?! How did

the words, Sadie, too, was

His face drained of color under the intensity of her stare. “What is going on here?!”

with fear. “Ms. Hudson, you have to trust me! I’m telling the truth—this is all a terrible mix-up! That man—he doesn’t work here! I promise you, he’s not on our personnel list!” Dawson was soaked in perspiration, gripped by dread that Sadie might hold the facility liable for the chaos. “Besides, Mr. Noel was scheduled for cranial reconstruction today under the care of Dr. Farrell Adams, the top brain specialist at our institution! The

had an urgent family matter and needed to take the day

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only he had questioned Farrell’s excuse

setup from the

heavy thump, Dawson collapsed to the floor, facing Sadie with desperation etched into his voice. “Ms. Hudson, please—hear me out! We’ve been duped too! I’m begging

from Dawson to

unruffled. His face bore no emotion, and his gaze—cold, calculating—remained

made Sadie’s

sharply toward Samuel, her tone as sharp as ice. “Uncover

bow. “Right

his signal, the guards dragged the

the room, leaving