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

Chapter 1258:

Unbothered, he greeted her stare with playful defiance, the faintest smirk tugging at his lips as he asked mockingly, “What’s wrong, Ms. Hudson—do I still make you uneasy?”

Sadie held back her reply, shifting her attention to Tina. Tina lowered her eyes guiltily, murmuring hesitantly, “Sadie, I wanted Dr. Lawson to take a quick look at Mr. Castro.”

She knew it wasn’t the best time to trouble Sadie with this, but she genuinely had no alternatives left.

Sadie’s guarded expression softened noticeably as she took in Tina’s quiet plea. She nodded, granting her approval. “Go ahead.”

Her gaze slid back to Hurst, sharpening once more. “We’ll need to talk afterward—in private.”

Tina had informed Sadie about his recent interest in the NE Research Institute. Not that he particularly cared. In fact, it might be helpful to have Sadie’s insight directly. Maybe she’d even shed some real light

me,” he replied, his

final glance, he turned and

now-closed door. Her elegant brows drew together, and she was deep in contemplation. Hurst was only in his early twenties. When authorities had forcibly disbanded the NE Research Institute, he would’ve still been a young child. How had he come across its history? And why was he now so keenly interested? What exactly was he hiding

footsteps approached

For a moment, her entire body stilled in stunned disbelief, and then her usually composed

ICU room, his footsteps quiet against the sterile floor. This room mirrored the layout of Noah’s previous quarters, though the space was slightly smaller. Blaine lay motionless on the hospital bed, his complexion carrying that sickly pallor unique to those who had spent countless days away from sunlight. Medical equipment surrounded him like silent guardians, their rhythmic

stood beside the bed, a man in his forties whose white coat and surgical mask couldn’t hide the deep furrows creasing his brow. Every line of his posture spoke of intense focus as he monitored his patient’s condition. The sound of approaching footsteps made him