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

Chapter 780:

A sharp smile curled her lips. Her tone was laced with venom.

“Well, if it isn’t the great Ms. Hudson. To what do I owe this surprise? Was your little secret rendezvous with my husband at the hot spring resort not enough? Are you here now to snatch my husband in broad daylight?”

Sadie paused mid-stride, faint amusement flickering in her gaze. This woman really was unhinged.

Sadie’s expression cooled, her voice low and edged with warning. “Ms. Burgess, I suggest you be careful with your accusations.”

Hailey bristled, indignant. “Careful? Which part was not true? Drop the act, Sadie. Can you honestly claim you don’t want my husband?”

Hailey grew increasingly agitated as she spoke, completely shedding the gentle and composed demeanor she usually displayed.

Sadie saw no point in expending energy on a fruitless argument.

Observing Sadie’s silence, Hailey interpreted it as guilt, fueling her anger further.

She let out a cold snort, finding Sadie’s presence unbearable.

Abruptly, she turned and stormed upstairs, slamming the door behind her.

Sadie remained still, her expression calm though her brow furrowed slightly. Just then, a middle-aged woman in a maid’s uniform descended the stairs with a respectful posture.

“Ms. Hudson, Mr. Noel would like to see you in the study,” announced the maid.

Acknowledging with a nod, Sadie ascended the stairs.

She found the study door slightly open.

With a gentle push, Sadie entered.

The room was expansive and luminous, adorned with a subtle grace. A delicate scent of lavender filled the air, awakening deep-seated emotions.

She hesitated briefly.

This scent… Even as Patrick, he preferred it.

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Memories flooded her thoughts uncontrollably.

Lost in thought, she didn’t perceive the figure that had stealthily approached.

A tentative yet warm touch grazed her forehead.

Startled, Sadie tensed and returned to the present.

Looking up instinctively, she met Noah’s gaze. They were so near, they almost touched.

Today, Noah’s face was unmasked.

The familiar, striking features that haunted her memories were unmistakably before her.

Her heart stuttered, and her breathing paused.

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