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

Chapter 1289:

Shock flooded Sadie’s mind, leaving everything spinning. The river where Tina’s body was discovered… What reason could Blaine possibly have for being there?

A heavy dread gripped her, squeezing tighter with each second. Her voice shook as she said, “Don’t lose sight of him. I’m coming now.” Volume rose as panic overwhelmed her.

Hanging up, Sadie felt her strength drain away and the color fade from her cheeks. Noah, who had been watching her closely, noticed every nuance of her reaction. Silence stretched between them as she slipped her phone into her pocket; he didn’t need to ask what had happened. Tires screeched as the black sedan swung around, and Noah pressed the accelerator, racing back along the road they had just traveled.

Thirty minutes later, the black sedan barreled down the riverside road, tires sending pebbles flying as it screeched to a halt. Before the car had even stopped, Sadie yanked the door open and stumbled onto the muddy ground. Terror thrummed in her chest, each heartbeat so loud she thought her heart might burst from her throat.

worst, she begged silently,

long since faded, leaving only a few bodyguards standing at silent attention. Sadie’s frantic

lost to the world. His posture was slumped, his entire frame quivering with silent misery and a depth of loss that seemed to

Sadie the moment she saw him alive, even if grief and alcohol had left him barely holding on. Alive was all she needed to see—her heart could finally unclench. A shaky breath escaped her lips, tangled with both gratitude and lingering anxiety,

arm. She glanced over at Noah, gentle yet unwavering, confusion flickering in her

sensed her urge to reach out but recognized that Blaine needed something different in this moment. Certain kinds of anguish could only

and the steady focus in his eyes, a quiet warmth rose in her chest. For a moment she hovered, torn, before finally giving a silent nod of approval. Something deep inside her admitted that Noah’s instincts might be the right call. Perhaps men really did have their own unspoken language

swallowed by sorrow. Sadie tore her eyes away with effort and turned on her heel to make her way into the nearby Nirvana. Answers had to