Chapter 335

Chapter 335:

His face was etched with worry, his brows knitted in frustration. The moment he saw Sadie, he closed the distance between them.

Their eyes met, and the emotions Sadie had been suppressing erupted all at once. She screamed, her voice raw with desperation, “Where’s Averi? Where is my son?!”

Noah halted, something unreadable flickering in his gaze.

“I’m looking for him,” he murmured, his voice rough and exhausted.

“Looking?” Sadie’s breath came in ragged gasps as she choked out, tears spilling down her cheeks.

“Was it because of Kyla?” Sadie’s voice was sharp, accusatory. “Because she got hurt, you just threw Averi aside?!” Her eyes bored into Noah, demanding answers.

Noah’s jaw tightened, his expression clouding over. Silence stretched between them, heavy and suffocating.

“I didn’t throw him aside,” he finally muttered. “Samuel took him home. It’s just…”

“Just what?” Fury overtook Sadie. She seized Noah’s collar, yanking him closer.

“Just that you were too busy taking care of your girlfriend to care about me,” she spat.

Noah’s face went rigid. “Sadie…”

Sadie staggered backward, her legs giving way as she crumpled to the ground. Her hands covered her face, muffling the sob that tore from her throat. “You don’t care about him at all,” she choked out, her voice breaking. “All that matters to you is Kyla. No matter what I do, no matter what Averi does, we’ll never mean as much to you as she does.”

All this time, she had clung to the belief that somewhere in Noah’s heart, there was a place for her and Averi, that he felt something—anything—for them.

But she had been wrong. It had been nothing more than a cruel illusion. The storm of emotions raging in her heart might have meant nothing to him—but her lips trembled as she sobbed, the weight of it all crushing her.

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Noah said nothing. He simply stepped forward, his arms encircling her, lifting her from the cold ground and pulling her into a firm embrace.

“Sadie, I’m going to find him and bring him back to you,” his voice was low, steady. “I swear.”

Sadie’s breath hitched as she struggled against his hold, shoving at his chest. “Let go of me!” Her voice was raw, thick with anguish.

But he only held her tighter, his chin resting gently against her head. “I won’t let go—neither of you,” he whispered, as if it was all he had left to cling to.

Suddenly, a sharp ringtone sliced through the tense air.

Noah tensed before lifting his phone.

“Mr. Wall,” someone said on the other end, voice hushed but urgent. “Earlier this evening, Mrs. Isabel Wall arrived at the Myrtlewood Estate, saw Averi, and took him with her.”

The words hit Sadie like a physical blow. Her head snapped up, eyes wide with shock and growing rage.

“Isabel!” The name left Sadie’s lips like a curse. She was trembling with fury and disbelief.

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