Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 15

Chapter 15 Another Fall

Sadie knew seizing this moment was crucial for her escape.

“Wait, Dr. Archer!” she exclaimed suddenly, determination lighting her eyes. “I’m coming with you.”

She scrambled to slip back into her shoes, fumbling and hopping on one foot in her haste to catch up to Jim.

“Hey, slow down there!” Jim called out, surprised. He extended his hand to steady her, his eyes wide with concern.

As she made for the door, Sadie stumbled yet again, her foot twisting awkwardly.

“Ouch…” she muttered, grimacing as a sharp pain shot through her.

Tears threatened to spill from her eyes, but she blinked them back fiercely.

The only thing on her mind was getting out.

She just needed to escape, away from this suffocating place.

Just then, Noah snapped out of his reverie, catching the tail end of her frantic movements. His heart clenched with worry, propelling him forward. He reached her just in time to prevent another fall.

“Sadie!” he bellowed in anger. “I told you to rest, and here you are, disregarding your own health! Are you trying to worsen your injury?”

His voice was thick with worry and frustration, his brow furrowed as he looked at her intently.

Sadie blinked at him, caught off guard by the sudden flare of anger in his eyes.

As Jim realized his presence was unnecessary, he silently retreated, melting into the shadows.

Noah scooped Sadie up in his arms, and she was immediately enveloped by the comforting, familiar scent of him–a scent that evoked memories of intimate nights they had once shared.

Despite the warmth of his embrace, Sadie was keenly aware that soon, he would no longer be hers.

The realization sent a sharp ache through her heart, prompting her to wriggle desperately, trying to escape his hold.

“Let me go! I can walk on my own!” she asserted defiantly, her voice laced with frustration.

Her vigorous struggle irked Noah, and in response, he tightened his grip, his resolve firm.

“And risk you hurting your foot again?” He chided her softly, his voice a blend of reprimand and tenderness.

Sadie’s resistance faded; she reluctantly ceased her efforts and settled down.

Noah’s gaze softened as he looked upon her calm, delicate features, stirring a storm of emotions within him.

He carefully lowered her onto the sofa, his movements tender and deliberate, and he knelt to examine her swollen ankle.

His fingers, articulate and precise, brushed against her skin with a gentleness that contrasted with his earlier firmness.

Sadie cast her gaze downward, her eyes settling on the crown of Noah’s head, momentarily adrift in thought.

These instances of tenderness from Noah were few and far between.

Every gesture he made seemed to strum a chord deep within her heart.

Once Noah confirmed her ankle was fine, he carefully placed her feet on the sofa and draped a blanket over them with a soft touch.

“You haven’t had anything to eat yet, have you? I’ll whip up some clam chowder to fill

you up,” he offered, his voice soft and filled with concern.