Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband’s Regret

Chapter 895:

Sadie was genuinely curious. What sort of trouble was Briley going to stir up at Jarrett’s wedding? Whatever it was, Briley would do well not to cross her. Otherwise, Sadie wouldn’t hesitate to teach Briley a lesson she would never forget.

Sadie made her way to Delicacy House that evening, a place celebrated for its fine dining in Beversea. She climbed to the second floor, guided by the room number Nathan had texted her earlier.

Gently nudging the door that was left slightly open, she stepped inside. Nathan was there, sitting with an unusually stiff posture. Across from him, to her surprise, sat Noah.

Sadie froze mid-step, the truth hitting her all at once. It all made sense now; Nathan, overwhelmed with his new role at Higgins Group, shouldn’t have had the time to dine out. Yet here he was, inviting her to dinner.

Clearly, Noah had orchestrated this meeting. He truly was willing to go as far as it took, no matter how low or cunning the method.

When Nathan saw Sadie, his expression shifted dramatically to one of immense relief, as though he were on the verge of tears. He stole a quick glance at Noah, who held a cup in his hand, his smile soft but his presence sharp enough to command the entire room.

Nathan remained meticulously silent. What miserable luck! How on earth did he wind up dining with the devil in the flesh?

A surge of frustration caused Sadie’s temple to pulse. Silently, she decided to leave.

“Wait!” Noah blurted out, rising swiftly from his seat as she turned to go. He moved quickly, catching up to her and clasping her wrist.

“You’ve already made the trip here,” he murmured, a subtle smile coloring his tone. “Why not join us for dinner before leaving?”

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As Sadie turned to face him, irritation was evident in her expression. How had she gone so long without realizing just how relentless Noah could be? He was like a stubborn piece of chewing gum stuck to the bottom of her shoe—no matter what she did, he wouldn’t come off.

“Let go of me,” Sadie said.

But Noah tightened his hold instead. He gazed deeply into her eyes, which now shimmered with a mix of anger and allure. A familiar ache pierced him, sharp and sudden. His brow creased with the intensity of the feeling, his complexion turning a shade paler. He subconsciously raised a hand to his forehead, beads of sweat breaking out along his hairline.

Lately, these pounding headaches seemed to be showing up more and more often.

A pang of concern tightened Sadie’s chest. Her annoyance dissipated, replaced by a wave of worry.

“What’s happening?” she asked. “Do you feel ill?”

Noah dismissed her concerns with a shake of his head, struggling against the encroaching dizziness. His hold on her wrist grew firmer, as though he was clinging to a lifeline. He lifted his gaze, the gloom in his eyes exposing a side of him that was almost never seen—fragile and unguarded.

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