Chapter 183
Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband’s Regret
Chapter 183:
Noahâs expression grew darker, his eyes narrowing.
He issued a stern directive. âFrom now on, I donât want to see any of these individuals in the company.â
âMr. Wallâ¦â The men attempted to interject, but the stern look in Noahâs eyes quelled any further pleas.
âThe finance department will handle your settlements,â he stated dismissively before turning and striding away.
Jordyn watched his retreating figure, releasing a relieved sigh. But then a thought struck her. Sadie was once Noahâs secretary. His evident concern seemed unusual. Why would he care so much? Suddenly, Jordyn remembered a rumor she had once heardâthat Sadie had been involved with Noah. Could there be any truth to that?
Meanwhile, Noah got into his car and pulled out his phone to dial Sadieâs number.
âSorry, the number you have dialed is currently unavailableâ¦â
Frustrated, Noah tossed the phone onto the passenger seat and slammed his hand against the steering wheel.
That damn woman!
The image of Sadieâs pale, distressed face lingered in his mind.
Inside the car, the air conditioning blasted cold air, yet it failed to cool the heat radiating from Sadieâs feverish body. She shifted uncomfortably, her mind wavering between confusion and moments of clarity. The world outside blurred past her.
Only the image of that chiseled faceâsometimes sharp, sometimes fading into obscurityâdominated her fevered thoughts.
âNoah⦠itâs so hotâ¦â Sadie murmured, fumbling with her shirt, struggling unsuccessfully to loosen it.
Her fingertips accidentally brushed against warm skin, a sensation both unfamiliar and comforting.
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Alex gripped the steering wheel tighter, his knuckles whitening with the effort. He forced his gaze to remain fixed on the road ahead, though the rapidly passing scenery seemed to stand still. The heat of Sadieâs breath filled the confined space of the car, intensifying the tension that already strained his nerves.
A tumult of emotions swirled within Alex. He felt deep pity for Sadieâs plight, yet he couldnât deny the burgeoning feelings he harbored for her.
âNoah⦠waterâ¦â Sadieâs voice was soft, weak, almost affectionate. Alexâs heart skipped a beat, as he realized that in her delirium, Sadie mistook him for Noah.
Taking a deep breath to compose himself, Alex spoke with deliberate calmness. âSadie, hold on. Iâm taking you to the hospital right now.â
But Sadie seemed not to hear him. She attempted to move closer, continuously murmuring Noahâs name.
Her flushed cheek rested against Alexâs arm, her skin scorching where it touched him.
Alexâs breathing hastened, as he felt a heat rising within him, threatening to overwhelm his senses.
He clenched his jaw, determined to maintain his composure. He knew he couldnât exploit Sadieâs vulnerable state. He couldnât betray the trust she placed in him, even in her delirium.
He sped up, driving directly to the nearest hospital.
The hospitalâs emergency room was brightly lit, bustling with activity. Alex carried Sadie in his arms, hurrying her into the examination room. The medical team quickly sprang into action, assessing her condition.
âSheâs been drugged,â one of the doctors announced gravely.
Alexâs expression turned grim immediately. His fists clenched tightly, knuckles whitening with rage. He silently vowed retribution for whoever was responsible for harming Sadie.
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