Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 216

Chapter 216 There’s

Nothing Between Noah A…

Sadie lingered in the memorial hall for what felt like an eternity before finally dragging herself back to the living room.

Her mind was a storm of tangled thoughts, each one colliding with the next.

As she reached the center of the room, a figure stepped into her path. Isabel.

Arms crossed, her sharp eyes cut through Sadie like a blade. “What exactly did Nigel drag you to the memorial hall for?”

Sadie had no interest in engaging, shifting to sidestep her.

But before she could slip past, Isabel’s hand clamped down on her arm with startling force.

“Is this what passes for manners where you come from?” Isabel sneered, her grip tightening. “I asked you a question.”

Pain shot through Sadie’s arm, and with a sharp tug, she wrenched herself free. “What Nigel and I discuss is none of your business.”

“What did you-!” Isabel’s face twisted in fury, her hand trembling as she pointed at Sadie, words failing her. “Don’t think Nigel’s favor gives you free rein to do as you please!” Isabel spat, her voice dripping with contempt. “What makes you think you’re worthy of being part of the Wall family? Do you actually believe you deserve Noah?”

Sadie met her glare with an unsettling calm, her eyes cold and unreadable. “There is nothing between Noah and me,” she said, her voice steady. “And there never will be.”

At that moment, Noah descended the staircase, his usual air of cool detachment vanishing the instant he caught Sadie’s words. His expression darkened, a storm brewing behind his eyes.

Trailing just behind him was Kyla, her soft yellow dress flowing effortlessly around her as she took in the unfolding scene with an amused smirk.

Sadie, unbothered by the thickening tension, strode toward the front door without a backward glance.

Noah’s gaze followed her retreating figure, his jaw tightening, his hands curling into fists.

Sensing the shift in her son’s demeanor, Isabel clutched his arm. “Noah, Sadie and Nigel were in the memorial hall for quite some time. Could it be… was it about the shares transfer?”

Noah wrenched free from her grasp, his gaze turning icily sharp. “My business is none of your concern. And don’t forget- she’s still my wife.”

With that, he strode toward the door, each step heavy with intent. Kyla blinked in surprise, watching him brush past her without so much as a glance.

Panic flashed across her face, and she hurried after him. “Noah! Wait for me!”

But he didn’t pause, not even acknowledging her voice.

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<Chapter 216 There’s Nothing Between Noah And Me

Kyla came to an abrupt halt, frustration twisting her features as she stomped her foot on the floor.

The night breeze carried a quiet chill.

Sadie stepped past the towering gates of Wall Manor.

She reached for her phone, intending to call a cab–only to realize the futility of it.

The Wall Manor was isolated, surrounded by endless stretches of private roads and towering trees. Walking out on foot

would be an ordeal.

She stood there, unsure of what to do, when the sound of measured footsteps echoed behind her.

She stilled. She didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.

“What did you mean just now, Sadie?” Noah’s voice was low, taut with barely restrained anger.

Sadie turned, meeting his gaze with cool indifference.

“Exactly what I said. Or are you struggling with basic comprehension, Mr. Wall?”

Noah’s jaw tensed. “You’d better be very clear about what you’re implying.”

Sadie let out a short, humorless laugh, her expression turning icier. “Oh, I’m crystal clear, unlike some people, who prefer to live in delusion.”

Her words sliced through the space between them, sharp and unyielding. “You’ve already helped Kyla secure the deal with Shaw Group. What else do you want?”

Noah’s expression darkened, his jaw tightening. Before Sadie could step away, he seized her wrist in one swift motion.

She inhaled sharply, a flicker of pain flashing across her face, but she refused to lower her gaze. “What’s wrong, Mr. Wall?” she said, her voice laced with mockery. “Did I strike a nerve? You’ll do anything for Kyla, no matter who gets hurt. Tell me -what part of that isn’t true?”

Noah’s fingers unconsciously tightened around her wrist. His eyes locked onto hers, turbulent and unreadable.

He wanted to deny it, but nothing came out.

Sadie struggled, her frustration mounting.

“Let go of me!” she snapped, her voice trembling with anger.

Noah didn’t respond. Instead, he pulled her toward the sleek black Maybach parked by the curb.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Sadie’s voice sharpened, a flash of unease flickering in her eyes.

Still silent, Noah yanked open the car door and pushed her inside before climbing in after her.

“Drive,” he ordered, his voice cold.

The driver hesitated only for a split second before obeying, not daring to question the command.

Sadie stared out the window as the car sped through the quiet roads, the estate fading into the distance.

Slowly, she forced herself to steady her breathing, knowing she needed to pick her battles.