Alpha's Regret After Her Rebirth (Hannah and Noah) novel Chapter 250

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Hannah 

A few days had passed since the incident at the waterfall, and life was slowly starting to return to some semblance of normalcy. Well, as normal as it could be with Noah insisting that I had to stay by his side at 

all times. 

It was both comforting and suffocating, but I understood his concern. And I would have been lying if I had said that a part of me, no matter how small, was flattered that he cared enough to keep me close to him over the coming days. 

Eventually, the sling was removed from Noah’s arm and his shoulder was healed. My scrapes and bruises healed too, although the terror of what had happened still plagued me; I kept waking up at night in a cold sweat, having dreamed about Jake and his men throwing me over the waterfall. 

But of course, I didn’t tell Noah that. In fact, I didn’t tell him much of anything. Nor did I tell him about the pregnancy, although I knew I should. 

It wasn’t that I didn’t want to. It was just that, every time I tried, I just… couldn’t do it. Maybe I was too 

scared. 

As we sat at the breakfast table one morning, the room was silent save for the occasional clinking of cutlery. 

I took a sip of my coffee, glancing out the window at the flowers in the garden. Spring was finally here, and I was glad for it a fresh start, longer days, warm afternoons sitting beneath my favorite tree outside. 

But with spring here, that also meant that the end of my eating disorder campaign was getting close. My mind had been stuck on it for days now, thinking of how best to end the campaign with a ‘bang‘. 

Because three weeks after the campaign ended, our divorce would come. And despite everything, our love had long since died out; I couldn’t stay married to him, even though I saw him as my hero. So I needed to end this campaign on a high note for my own sake. 1 

“Hannah?” 

The sound of Noah’s voice pulled me out of my deep thoughts, and I blinked as I turned to him. “Sorry?” I 

muttered. 

He pushed the creamer a little closer to me. “I was asking if you wanted some creamer.” 

“Oh… Yes,” I said, shaking my head as I grabbed the little pitcher and poured it into my coffee. “Sorry.” 

“You seem to be thinking deeply,” he remarked. 

I blinked again, a bit taken aback by his perceptiveness. Just because we had spent the bulk of the past few days together didn’t mean that we talked a lot. 

“I… am,” I admitted, shrugging as I sipped my coffee. “I’m thinking about the end of my eating disorder campaign. It’s coming up in a week and a half.” 

“That soon?” He averted his gaze so he could butter his toast. “Do you have anything special in mind?” 

“Actually, yes. I was thinking of organizing a charity gala. With the facility almost ready to start building, I 

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think it would be nice to raise one last burst of funds before it begins.” 

Noah chewed his toast slowly, considering my words. I couldn’t deny the tiny flutter in my chest. “That sounds like a good idea. We’ll present it to the board tomorrow.” 

My eyes widened. “The… board?” 

He nodded. “I’m going to be by your side for a while, so I might as well help you with the planning,” he said. “The board might have some ideas as well.”