Chapter 57

Chapter 57:

In her mind, she hoped her unborn child would understand that their father was not the man they should look up to, and she resolved to leave him before her pregnancy showed.

Catching a glimpse of Kyla lingering in the corridor, Sadie finally broke her silence. “You should go with Kyla.”

Noah’s expression tightened, his eyes flicking to Alex with a derisive edge. “Am I disrupting your moment with your beloved?”

Sadie’s emotions flared, a surge of irritation flooding through her.

“Noah, I’m not at fault here. I called—” she began.

“OUCH!” Her statement was abruptly interrupted by a sharp cry. Kyla had stumbled and fallen, her palm scraping against the floor, turning bright red from the abrasion.

Her ankle had twisted, and tears promptly pooled in her eyes, naturally drawing sympathy.

Noah quickly moved to help her, scolding, “Why weren’t you more careful?”

“It stings a bit, but I’ll handle it. I’ll just use some ointment when I get home…” Kyla managed a weak smile through the pain.

Kneeling beside her, Noah checked the injuries on her palm and her ankle.

His brow furrowed in confusion.

What had caused her sudden fall?

While he considered this, Kyla’s gentle voice floated to him. “Noah, don’t be concerned. The doctor did say that the stress on my heart has been causing insufficient blood flow, which leads to dizziness now and then…”

Noah’s doubt faded after he heard her explanation, replaced by feelings of responsibility.

He recalled that Kyla’s heart issues stemmed from a time when she had saved him.

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He felt a debt of gratitude.

“I’ll drive you home,” he suggested gently.

Kyla put on a remorseful act, saying, “I’m sorry, Noah. You were supposed to spend time with Sadie. My clumsiness has caused this…” She subtly bit her lip, tears filling her eyes, casting a pitiable figure.

Noah’s gaze darkened as he instinctively looked toward Sadie. Their eyes connected, and Sadie felt a tight clutch around her heart, her breathing stifled.

Determined to avoid being let down by Noah again, she quickly interjected, “You should leave with Kyla.” Her delivery was even and detached.

Noah’s expression tightened, a spark of annoyance flickering.

But considering Kyla’s injuries, he didn’t think twice and said, “Alright.” His reply was brief and cold, lacking any emotional warmth.

Before departing, Noah unexpectedly removed his suit jacket and placed it over Sadie, after smoothly taking Alex’s coat off her shoulders. Sadie’s expression tightened slightly, but she remained silent. With a tender manner, Noah assisted Kyla to the car, his actions gentle, and his look filled with care.

Kyla, supported weakly by Noah, allowed a sly smirk to cross her face. Once settled in the car, Noah pulled out his phone and sent a quick text.

Shortly after, Alex’s phone buzzed.

He checked the message, his expression changing slightly.

“Alex, what’s wrong?” inquired Sadie.

“My grandfather needs me back home immediately,” Alex explained. He hesitated, throwing a concerned look back at Sadie, but he left nonetheless.

Sadie scanned the deserted corridor, feeling a deep sense of solitude envelop her, as though there was no one left in the world she could lean on.

Just when she felt she might give in to despair, the doors to the operating room swung open.

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