Chapter 298

Chapter 298:

Noah groaned in pain and instantly let her go.

In the heat of the moment, Sadie quickly raised her hand and landed a resounding slap across his face. The sound, “Pak!” echoed starkly within the car’s confines. Silence immediately enveloped them. Upon hearing the slap, the driver instantly became rigid, his breath held in anxious anticipation.

The force of the slap turned Noah’s head aside, leaving a stark red mark from Sadie’s palm on his cheek.

He slowly turned his head back toward her, his face revealing layers of shock mingled with a darker, more sinister emotion.

Sadie’s breathing was heavy; her body vibrated with the intensity of her emotions.

“Stop the car right now, or I’ll jump out!” she shouted, her voice quivering with intense anger.

A brief softness passed over Noah’s features, pain momentarily flickering in his eyes as he met her gaze. His hoarse voice broke the tension. “Stop the car.”

Relieved, the driver quickly maneuvered the vehicle to the roadside. As soon as the door unlocked, Sadie leapt from the car, dashing toward the subway station, never once glancing back.

Noah’s gaze followed her resolute departure. With chilling indifference, he murmured, “You’ll regret this, mark my words.”

A brief hesitation interrupted Sadie’s stride, a cold dread creeping up on her. Yet, she continued her sprint to the subway station, her determination steadfast.

Meanwhile, the sleek black Maybach merged back into traffic, vanishing among the stream of vehicles.

In the soft light cast by the bedside lamp, Sadie quietly closed the door to Averi’s room. Averi lay on the bed, peacefully asleep with his cheeks flushed and his eyelashes casting delicate shadows over his features. She exhaled a gentle sigh and approached the bed to snugly tuck the quilt around him.

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In his slumber, Averi mumbled, “Mommy,” his tiny fingers gripping the quilt’s edge.

Pain pricked Sadie’s heart as the memory of the recent event in Noah’s car replayed, raw and unfiltered.

She reflexively touched her cheeks, as a surge of bitterness welled up within her.

At the same time, the atmosphere at Howe Manor was thick with tension.

“Alex, be honest with me. Do you truly want to be with Sadie?” Susannah asked, her voice quivering with frustration and her eyes reflecting a blend of despair and disappointment.

Alex remained seated on the sofa, his expression tense, his brows knitted together in silence.

“You’ve ignored my calls repeatedly these last few days,” Susannah continued, her voice escalating with a hint of a sob. “Do you still regard me as your mother? Look at your…”

“Actions! You’re always at her place, even picking up her child from school. What are you trying to prove? You’re the heir to the Howe family, yet here you are, playing stepfather to another man’s child. Can’t you see how much disgrace you’re bringing upon our family?”

“Mom, I understand the implications of my choices,” Alex said, his voice composed yet determined.

“Do you really think you know what you’re doing?” Susannah sprang up, her tone incisive. “You’re ready to abandon your family for her?”

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