Chapter 840

Chapter 840:

Then, to the surrounding crowd, he added,

“Please, excuse us.”

Nathan remained behind, rubbing his wrist and narrowing his eyes, watching the two disappear.

That wasn’t a business acquaintance.

Noah’s protectiveness was too quick. Too personal.

Their relationship? Interesting.

Meanwhile, Noah’s grip was unrelenting. His strides were swift, and Sadie struggled to keep pace, wincing as his fingers bit into her skin.

“Let go,” she snapped, twisting slightly. “You’re hurting me.”

Sadie raised her voice at Noah.

Noah didn’t respond—not immediately. He kept walking, silent and relentless, until they reached a deserted corridor cloaked in shadow.

Then he stopped so abruptly that Sadie nearly stumbled into him.

She caught herself, breath uneven, words poised on her tongue—but he turned. And before she could react, his tall frame closed in, cutting off her space.

In the next second, she was pressed against the cold wall, its chill seeping through the fabric of her dress.

Noah’s mask loomed close, and for a moment, the only thing she could see was the fire behind his eyes—red-rimmed, wild with something she couldn’t name.

His voice broke through the silence, hoarse and tight.

“Did you come to Beversea for him?”

Noah struggled to understand—what did Nathan have, other than a pretty face?

The sheer absurdity of the question, the misplaced jealousy—it was laughable.

Infuriating.

𝓥𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓬𝓴𝓮𝓭: gⲁⳑ𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⩸ⅽ𝗼𝗺

Sadie met his gaze, her tone laced with ice.

“I don’t think you have the right to question me, Mr. Noel. Maybe you should save your possessiveness for your pregnant wife. Or do you just enjoy playing both sides?”

Her voice dropped lower.

“But I’m not interested in being the woman whispered about. I’m not interested in becoming your scandal.”

Sadie’s words struck like knives, sinking deep into the soft parts Noah still tried to hide.

Noah’s breath hitched—just slightly.

He knew she was provoking him, pushing him away with brutal precision.

But something in him snapped.

Without warning, he surged forward. His hands caged her in place.

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Message from Noah: Good night dear ones. God loves you and Noah whishes you all the best. ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ – ˵ ) ✧

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