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

Chapter 85:

Sadie chuckled and said, “I won’t order anything I’m not supposed to. Come on, you’ve done so much for me. Let me show my appreciation.”

Her voice was light, yet firm, making it clear she wouldn’t take no for an answer.

A brief look of disappointment crossed Alex’s face, but he quickly masked it with a warm smile. “It’d be rude to decline, wouldn’t it?” Though his expression remained gentle, a quiet sadness lingered in his eyes.

They arrived at the restaurant and stepped through the grand revolving door. The glow of an opulent crystal chandelier bathed the space in dazzling light.

That was when the evening took an unexpected turn.

Sadie’s eyes immediately landed on Noah and Kyla, walking towards a private dining room together. Noah’s tailored suit and confident posture gave him an air of quiet authority, while Kyla, clinging to his arm, wore a sweet, knowing smile.

Sadie’s chest tightened. She instinctively wanted to avoid them, but Kyla’s sharp gaze had already spotted her.

“Sadie? Weren’t you supposed to be resting in the hospital? What brings you here?” Kyla’s voice carried a mix of surprise and something far less innocent.

Her eyes flickered toward Alex, and a smirk played on her lips. “You sure have time for romance, even while recovering.”

Noah’s attention shifted to Sadie, his expression darkening. His gaze held a storm of emotions—jealousy, frustration, and something unreadable. Sadie exhaled slowly, steadying herself. The last thing she wanted was to show weakness in front of Kyla.

“Is that really all your mind can process? Maybe you should get it checked,” Sadie said coolly, her tone laced with quiet defiance.

Kyla’s smile faltered. She clutched her chest theatrically, her voice suddenly soft and fragile. “I was just worried about you. Shouldn’t your health come first? I didn’t think you’d snap at me like that…” The sickly-sweet tone was suffocating.

The silence that followed was thick with tension.

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Before Sadie could fire back, Alex spoke up. “You’re the one who sounds unwell. Maybe you should see a doctor before it turns into an emergency.”

His voice was mild, but his protective stance made his meaning unmistakable.

Kyla’s face grew even more somber, her eyes glistening with unshed tears as if she were weighed down by an overwhelming sense of injustice.

She bit her lip, her shoulders quivering ever so slightly, casting a pleading glance at Noah, hoping he would take her side.

Yet, Noah’s gaze remained fixed on Sadie. His eyes were unreadable, his voice low and controlled as he asked, “Why are you and Alex here?”

Sadie responded evenly, “The same reason you’re here with Kyla.” Though her tone was composed, there was an unmistakable edge of defiance.

Internally, she scoffed. They were at a restaurant—what else would they be doing if not eating? Did Noah think she was a fool?

Noah’s expression hardened at her words. His sharp features grew taut, his eyes flashing with a mix of frustration and jealousy.

Today was Kyla’s birthday.

To celebrate, Noah had brought her to a high-end dining establishment.

Was Sadie perhaps celebrating Alex’s birthday as well?

He wondered how Sadie and Alex had grown so close.

Jealousy gnawed at him.

A recent conversation with Kyla came to mind.

She had mentioned that Sadie and Alex were often seen together. At that moment, Noah hadn’t thought much of it. noveldrama

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