Chapter 201

Chapter 201:

She ended the call and confronted Noah. “Why did you take Beccy away?”

An unsettling thought flashed through her mind—had Noah uncovered the mastermind behind all this?

Could Noah have taken Beccy away to protect someone else? Who would Noah protect with such stamina?

Sadie’s gaze landed on Noah’s face. Kyla was the only one who had ever elicited such protectiveness from him. Who else could it be? A cold smile crept across Sadie’s face, her eyes reflecting the coldness.

“Mr. Wall,” she said, her tone laced with sarcasm, “what urgency brings you here tonight? Are you here to prevent me from uncovering truths that might embarrass your lover, or perhaps your fiancée?”

Noah’s forehead creased, and he opened his mouth to respond, but Sadie cut him off.

“I’m quite busy. Please show yourself out,” she said briskly, nodding towards the door.

A shadow crossed Noah’s face. He studied Sadie, curiosity tinged with surprise evident in his expression. She seemed altered somehow tonight. He hesitated, then glanced towards the bedroom.

“About that child earlier…” His voice was soft yet tinged with bewilderment.

Sadie’s heart raced, and she instinctively moved to block the bedroom door.

“This is not your concern.”

“Are you hiding something from me?” Noah’s tone softened, yet it held a sharp undertone.

Sadie felt her heartbeat hasten, but she regained her composure swiftly. The call with Averi must have raised Noah’s suspicions.

Sadie met Noah’s eyes firmly. “Mr. Wall, our marriage has ended. You have no say in my personal affairs anymore.”

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Noah’s expression darkened further.

“I didn’t consent to our divorce, Sadie.”

A rush of profound sadness overwhelmed Sadie. He had been the one pushing for it, and now he was contesting it? The absurdity of it struck her deeply.

Noah scrutinized her closely, seeking any sign of vulnerability. He was on the verge of saying something, his anger nearly boiling over, when an unexpected knock at the door halted him.

The noise cut through the tension hanging between them.

Both Sadie and Noah turned their attention toward the door.

“Who’s there?” Sadie called out.

“Sadie, it’s me, Alex,” answered a gentle voice.

Sadie moved to open the door. As she reached for the handle, a strong hand clamped around her wrist, squeezing painfully. She grimaced, looking down at Noah’s grip.

Despair gripped Sadie. What was his intention?

“Release me,” she said sharply.

Silently, Noah fixed his intense gaze on her while his hold remained firm.

A heavy stillness filled the hallway, as if time itself had paused.

From outside, Alex’s concerned voice reached them. “Sadie? Are you okay?”

Sadie felt a deeper drop in her heart. She didn’t want anyone to see her in such a messy, tangled situation with Noah.

“Noah, release my hand now!”

“Mom?” From the bedroom came a sleepy murmur.

A small figure stood in the doorway, blinking slowly. “Mom, why can’t Dad come in?”

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