Chapter 804

Chapter 804:

Inside the room, Hailey lay curled beneath her blanket, motionless.

The distant sound of Noah’s voice struck her like a stone.

She picked up on the faint irritation in his tone, and dread began to rise.

She clenched her teeth, her voice strained and muffled beneath the blanket. “I’m okay. Noah, if divorcing me and marrying her is truly what you want, I won’t fight it. I’ll just accept that I saved the wrong person.”

Her words brimmed with hurt, every sentence a stab of guilt meant to remind Noah how much she had sacrificed.

Outside, Noah’s expression tightened.

He took a slow breath and answered, his tone composed. “The alliance between Burgess Group and Wall Group is strictly professional. Don’t let it trouble you.”

His words were meant to ease the tension, but to Hailey, they cut deeper.

Strictly professional?

That was all Sadie and the Wall Group meant to him now?

Anger surged inside her.

She sat upright and kicked off the blanket but didn’t say a word, letting only a few quiet sobs escape.

She hoped he’d come in, like he always did. That he’d embrace her and try to soothe her pain.

But after a pause… nothing. The door remained shut.

And soon, his footsteps began to retreat.

He was leaving?

She stared at the door, stunned.

That wasn’t like him.

Even in her worst moods, he always stayed.

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But now… he walked away?

Her pulse quickened with confusion and fury. Tears welled in her eyes as she ran to the door and flung it open.

Noah was still there—his back turned, broad shoulders set, demeanor cold. He glanced over his shoulder when he heard her, his expression hidden behind the mask, but the apathy in his gaze was unmistakable.

Hailey’s throat tightened. She blinked hard, her voice trembling as emotion overwhelmed her.

She sniffed, her voice choked with sobs as she questioned him. “Noah! Have you really forgotten who Sadie is? Have you forgotten how she seized control of Wall Group? How she impersonated your wife? She’s nothing but an unscrupulous bitch!”

Noah’s frown deepened.

“Don’t talk nonsense, Hailey,” he replied, his voice edged with disapproval. “I can decide for myself who’s sincere and who’s playing games. Right now, what you need is rest. Nicholas has prepared something light for you. Eat it.”

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