Chapter 78

Chapter 78:

A heavy weight seemed to press down on Noah’s chest, squeezing the air from his lungs. He quickly countered, “Of course not!” There was no way he could have feelings for Sadie.

The mere thought was absurd.

A woman who was inferior to Kyla in every way could never capture his heart.

Relieved by his response, Isabel let out a soft sigh. “That’s good to hear. Just remember, Noah, beneath Sadie’s seemingly innocent exterior lies a cunning woman. She—”

Noah ended the call abruptly, cutting off Isabel’s complaints with a frustrated swipe. He knew that if she found out he’d spent ten million just to secure access to Sadie’s hospital room, she’d lose her mind.

Rubbing his temples to ease the mounting stress, Noah summoned Samuel to drive him home. Throughout the ride, he noticed Samuel glancing at him through the rearview mirror, a hesitant look on his face.

“Samuel, if you’ve got something on your mind, just say it,” Noah said as he closed his eyes to rest.

Samuel took a deep breath, choosing his words with caution. “Mr. Wall, considering Mrs. Wall’s accident and her condition, perhaps it might help if you were to comfort her. If you show genuine care, she will surely forgive you.”

Noah’s eyes snapped open, his gaze sharp as he stared back at Samuel through the mirror. “Who told you I’m interested in making up with Sadie? We’re on the brink of divorce!”

Samuel’s expression briefly stiffened before he quickly composed himself. “Understood, Mr. Wall. I shouldn’t have assumed.”

Silence enveloped the car, thickening the already tense atmosphere. Samuel kept his focus on the road, not daring to break the silence. The only sound was the low hum of the engine.

After about ten minutes, just when Samuel assumed Noah might have dozed off, Noah suddenly commanded, “Find out what Sadie likes.” Startled, Samuel nearly lost control of the wheel. “Huh?” he exclaimed.

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Noah’s eyes opened slowly, his gaze piercing. “Why does that surprise you?”

“Sorry, Mr. Wall. I’ll get on it right away,” Samuel replied stiffly, his focus returning to the road, though internally, he questioned Noah’s stubbornness.

Meanwhile, in the hospital, Sadie looked at the bruise on Alex’s lip, her voice soft with remorse. “I’m so sorry,” she murmured. “It’s my fault Noah misunderstood you, and you ended up hurt.”

Alex wiped away the trickle of blood from his mouth and offered Sadie a gentle, reassuring smile. “Don’t blame yourself for what he’s done. His mistakes aren’t your responsibility.”

Stunned by Alex’s words, Sadie momentarily lost herself in thought. Over the years, she had melded her identity so completely with Noah’s—sacrificing her dreams, managing their home, and constantly putting herself in danger for his sake. Yet, the stark reality was that Noah seemed indifferent to her life and the life of their unborn child.

What did she truly mean to him? Was she just an expendable part of his life?

A sharp, lingering pain throbbed in Sadie’s heart. She squeezed her eyes shut, forcing herself to push the bitterness down. This time, she wouldn’t let it consume her. This time, she wouldn’t cling to someone who treated her like she was disposable.

Alex stood and walked to the IV stand, adjusting the nearly empty infusion bottle. The soft, rhythmic drip of the liquid filled the quiet room.

After a moment, he spoke, his voice calm and steady. “You’ve done enough for him, Sadie. It’s time to do something for yourself.”

Sadie’s eyes dulled with resignation. “I’m planning on divorcing him,” she admitted.

She sighed deeply, her brow furrowing with concern. “But there’s a complication. My grandmother desperately needs funds for her medical treatment, and I need a lucrative project to cover the costs. If I made too much of a scene with Noah, he could make things difficult for me.”

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