Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 180

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Sadie replayed the memory of Noah’s cold, aloof expression in her mind.

Had he ever offered her a shred of affection?

The thought of him lending her a helping hand seemed ludicrous.

The sharp scent of disinfectant assaulted her senses.

“Sadie, are you ready?”

Jim’s voice gently pulled her from the depths of her reverie.

He was dressed in a sterile suit and mask, and only his kind eyes were visible through the protective layers.

“Yes, I’m ready,” Sadie replied, mustering a forced smile.

Jim gave a nod toward Kairi. “Let’s go.”

Kairi cast a thankful look Sadie’s way before a nurse guided her out.

Following closely, Averi was also wheeled away.

Sadie remained standing, her gaze fixed on the now vacant doorway, her mind tangled in a tumult of confusion and doubt.

She couldn’t fathom it. Why on earth would Noah offer his help?

Shaking her head, she attempted to rid herself of the ridiculous notion.

To Noah, she was nothing but an annoyance–a mere obstacle he wished would vanish without a trace.

How could someone who harbored only disdain and indifference possibly reach out to help her?

Sadie’s slender fingers clutched the hem of her coat, her knuckles turning pale from the pressure.

The red surgical light outside the operating room blazed like a warning signal, piercing Sadie’s eyes.

Restlessly, she paced the corridor, her anxiety swelling with each step.

Visions of Averi’s delicate, pale face haunted her–how bravely he had whispered, “Mom, don’t cry,” trying to be the comforter despite his own fear.

The memory tightened a vice around her heart, making each breath a battle against the sorrow threatening to overwhelm

her.

She longed for the cruel reality to dissolve into a mere bad dream, yearning to wake up to Averi’s lively laughter, to see him scampering around, his small hand gripping hers, his cherubic face alight with mischief.

Time crept by, underscored by the intermittent flicker of the corridor lights.

At last, the operating room doors swung open, and a doctor emerged, clad in green scrubs. He peeled off his mask, revealing a weary but reassuring smile. “The surgery was a success,” he announced.

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Relief washed over Sadie like a soothing balm. Her heart, which had teetered on the brink of despair, found its footing. Exhausted, she leaned against the cool wall for support, her voice a fragile whisper. “Thank you… thank you, doctor…”

The doctor gave a gentle nod, his expression softening with empathy before he turned away.

Moments later, the doors parted again. There lay Averi, serene and still on the bed, his complexion pallid yet peaceful.

Sadie approached, her steps tentative, and tenderly enveloped his small hand in hers, the familiar warmth spreading a quiet assurance through her veins.

Thank goodness, he was safe.

Meanwhile, at Wall Group, the quiet office was disrupted by a sudden knock at the door.

“Come in,” Noah called out in a steady tone.

Samuel entered, closing the door gently behind him and approached Noah with a deferential air. “Sir, I’m pleased to report that Miss Hudson’s son’s surgery was successful.”

Noah turned around to face Samuel, his eyes fixed on him with an unreadable expression.

He nodded curtly, his lips forming a tight line, and remained silent.

Samuel averted his eyes, masking the bewilderment that flickered across his face.

Noah’s way of treating Sadie was a mystery Samuel couldn’t figure out.

He had acted like he didn’t care, yet he had quietly made sure her child received the donation.

Noah strode to his desk and snatched up a document, flipping through it. “Anything else?” he asked, his voice flat.

Samuel paused, gathering his courage. “Sir, regarding Kairi…”

“Make sure I never have to see her again,” Noah ordered, his voice cutting.

Bowing his head, Samuel responded, “Understood, sir.”

“Wait.”

As Samuel reached the door, Noah’s voice stopped him dead in his tracks.

Pivoting in surprise, Samuel found Noah with his brows knitted in deep thought.

“Sir, may I assist you with anything else?” Samuel inquired, his tone laced with respect.

Noah turned around and walked over to the floor–to–ceiling window, his back to Samuel. His voice floated over cold and