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

Chapter 917:

What did Sadie have that she didn’t?

Meanwhile, Sadie, Averi, and Noah spent the entire afternoon out and about, enjoying the day’s calm and only returning after darkness had blanketed the city.

The little one, long worn out from the excitement, was now peacefully dozing in Noah’s embrace.

As the elevator opened with a soft chime, a lone figure crouched near Sadie’s door caught their attention.

It was Nathan.

He looked slightly aggrieved, his wide, pleading eyes fixed on them, resembling a loyal dog patiently waiting for its owner to return home.

Who knew how long he had been there?

Sadie stopped in her tracks, surprise flashing briefly across her face. Why was he here now?

Nathan rose slowly, smoothing his rumpled trousers, and offered a pouty, disgruntled look.

“You’re finally back,” he muttered. His legs were going numb from squatting like that for so long.

How could they have been off enjoying the day without a care?

Sadie quickly regained her usual composure.

“Let’s speak inside,” she said, reaching for her key card.

But Noah stepped forward and said in a steady, low voice, “We’ll use my suite.”

He moved in front of Sadie, still cradling Averi in his arms.

𝙈𝙞𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙛𝙩: ⲅ𝖺𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗍𝖊𝗅𝘀⸱𝖼𝗈𝗆

“It’s more spacious.”

As he spoke, he sent Nathan a sharp, silent signal. Nathan’s presence always got under his skin.

With just one look, Nathan felt a cold shiver run down his spine.

He instinctively stepped back, not daring to object.

“Of course! Mr. Noel’s place is far more comfortable!” Nathan blurted out, forcing an overly bright grin.noveldrama

He found Patrick’s reaction wildly excessive. He had only come to report the situation to Sadie—why did that warrant a glare fit for a mortal enemy?

The man was downright menacing. Staying in his favor seemed like the only sane choice.

Sadie didn’t utter another word.

The trio made their way to Noah’s lavish suite.

Carrying Averi, Noah went into the bedroom, gently settled the boy onto the bed, and tucked the covers around him before rejoining the others in the living room.

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