Chapter 567
Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband’s Regret
Chapter 567:
Returning the kindnessâ¦
Was it merely kindness?
Alex tried to speak, but a lump in his throat stopped him.
Not willing to surrender, he whispered, clinging to a sliver of hope, âIs this just⦠returning my kindness?â
His whisper was so soft it seemed only he could hear it, yet Sadie caught it.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she felt a flash of awkwardness.
She was aware of Alexâs feelings for her, butâ¦
âIâm sorry, Alex.â Sadie lowered her gaze, avoiding his.
She said no more, but those words were enough to show her feelings.
A hint of sadness appeared in Alexâs eyes, quickly concealed.
He had come to terms with it, hadnât he?
From the start, he knew Noah was the only man in Sadieâs heart. Alex gave a bitter laugh and changed the topic.
âSome people over there were asking about you; perhaps you know them.â
He gestured towards a group on the other side of the banquet hall.
Sadie followed his gesture and nodded slightly.
âAlright, Iâll go say hello. Please excuse me.â
She did not look back at Alex as she walked toward the group. Alex remained still, watching her leave, his eyes reflecting a deep sea of loneliness and unspoken sorrow.
Approaching the group, Sadie smiled politely.
âGood evening.â
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âGood evening, Miss Hudson,â one of them began. âI amâ¦â
He introduced himself, but Sadie did not catch his name clearly; she just nodded politely in response.
Her mind lingered on the conversation she had with Alex earlier.
She had hurt Alex, though she had no other option.
âMiss Hudson?â The person noticed Sadieâs distraction and called to her softly.
âOh, sorry.â Sadie snapped back to reality and offered an apologetic smile. âWhat were you saying?â
âWe wanted to askâ¦â The person repeated the question.
Sadie listened intently, nodding at times in response.
âMiss Hudson, weâ¦â The person continued, but Sadie suddenly felt a wave of dizziness sweep over her.
Instinctively, she reached out to steady herself against the nearby table.
âAre you okay, Miss Hudson?â the person asked, noticing her discomfort.
âIâm fine,â Sadie replied, shaking her head as she tried to regain composure.
She did not want to be seen in a weakened state.
âMiss Hudson, you look pale. Would you like to take a break?â another person inquired with concern.
âThatâs not necessary. Thank you.â Sadie managed a forced smile. âLetâs keep talkingâ¦â
Before she could finish, a familiar voice called out, âHey, Sadie!â
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