Chapter 841
Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband’s Regret
Chapter 841:
And then, with no room for restraintâhe pressed his mouth against hers.
Sadie froze, her body tense with shockâthen the reality hit her like a slap, and a wave of humiliation and rage surged through her.
She thrashed violently, but Noah held fast, his grip unyielding.
With a flash of defiance, she sank her teeth into his lipâhard.
The sharp tang of blood bloomed between them.
Noah jerked back with a muffled groan, pain etched across his face as his hold slackened.
Without missing a beat, Sadie shoved him away with all her strength.
Then her hand flew up, and she struck himâhardâacross the face.
âNoah! That was too far!â
Her chest rose and fell with ragged breaths, her eyes blazingânot with hurt, but with uncontainable fury.
Noah stood there, stunnedâhis cheek throbbed, but it was nothing compared to the sharp, hollow ache in his chest.
He knew heâd crossed a line. He knew it the moment it happened.
Yet even now, the weight of what heâd done couldnât stop his spiraling thoughts.
Thenâfootsteps.
A group of uniformed waiters appeared at the top of the stairs, trays in hand.
They caught a glimpse of the charged scene before them and, wide-eyed and awkward, quickly averted their gazes and passed by in hurried silence.
Sadie, mortified, straightened herself.
The fire in her chest cooled into resolveâshe wanted no more of this. No more of Noah.
Without a word, she turned to go.
But Noah panicked. Instinct overrode thought, and he pulled her into a desperate embrace from behind, his arms circling her tightly.
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His chin brushed the curve of her neck, and his breath came hot and ragged against her ear.
âIâm sorry, Sadie. Iâm so sorry,â he murmured, his voice trembling. âI didnât mean toâI just⦠I was scared. Scared of losing you.â
He was terrified sheâd already given her heart to someone else.
But her body was stiff, cold against his. The warmth they once shared now felt unreachable. A heavy dread settled in his chest, thick and suffocating.
He knew she might not forgive himânot now.
Still, he needed to explain.
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