Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 226

Chapter 226 What Danger Could Possibly Exist Here

Watching the butler’s retreating figure, Sadie let out a soft sigh of relief.

Swiveling around to head back to the master bedroom and check on Averi, she felt her phone buzz in her pocket.

Pulling it out, she saw Alex’s name flash across the screen, causing her to pause.

“Hello?” Sadie answered tentatively, uncertainty threading her voice.

“Are you all right, Sadie? I heard…” Alex’s voice, thick with concern, trailed off as he waited for her reply.

“I’m fine,” Sadie cut in, her tone a delicate balance of reassurance and tension. “What about the Howe Group? Everything okay there?”

A sigh of relief echoed from the other end. “Don’t worry. Everything’s under control. The company’s stable now. No need for you to stress.”

After a slight pause, Alex’s voice softened. “Where are you now? Are you safe?”

“1…”

Just as Sadie opened her mouth to reply, a deep, unexpected voice chilled the air behind her. “She’s right here in Myrtlewood Estate–what danger could possibly exist here?”

Startled, Sadie turned to find Noah looming close behind her, his expression unreadable and his presence almost

suffocating.

A shiver raced down her spine, her grip tightening on the phone.

She glanced at Noah in a panic, her eyes flashing with fear.

“I… I have something urgent to handle. I need to go,” she stammered hurriedly, her voice faltering as she dared not meet

Noah’s intense gaze.

With a quick tap, the phone call ended, leaving Sadie staring at her own pale reflection on the darkened screen.

Noah took a deliberate step forward, his shadow encroaching as Sadie instinctively backed away until the chill of the wall seeped through her clothes, trapping her.

His towering figure loomed oppressively close, overwhelming her with its sheer bulk.

“You…” Sadie’s voice faltered, her lips quivering as she mustered the courage to speak.

However, before she could form the words, Noah interrupted with a swift motion, snatching the phone right out of her

trembling hand.

He cast a cursory glance at the screen, his eyes narrowing when he spotted Alex’s name. In that instant, his expression

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turned glacial, his piercing gaze seeming to cut straight through Sadie.

With a flick of his wrist, he threw the phone over the railing of the second floor.

It plummeted, meeting the marble floor with a resounding “Pak!” The device shattered, its pieces scattering like shards of

ice.

Stunned by the sheer suddenness of his action, Sadie could only stare in horror at the remains of her phone, her mind reeling from the shock.

As the initial disbelief faded, a fierce wave of anger surged within her, igniting a fiery protest.

“What in the world did you just do? Have you gone completely insane, Noah Wall?” Sadie’s gaze shot up like a lightning strike. Her voice, though unsteady, was laced with fury.

Noah gazed down at her, his expression unwavering.

“It’s mine. I can do as I please with it.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me! That is my phone!” Sadie snapped, her voice rising with frustration. She couldn’t believe how overbearing he was.

“It’s not yours anymore. It’s mine,” Noah stated firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument. “Just like you, Sadie. You belong to me now.”

He reached out, his fingers tightening around her chin, forcing her eyes to meet his.

“Don’t forget who you are, Mrs. Wall.”

Despite the sharp pain from his grip, Sadie’s resolve didn’t waver, her eyes fierce with defiance.

“Mrs. Wall? Is that what being your wife means? To be trampled and humiliated at your whim?” she retorted, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and anger.

Noah’s response was a low, rough whisper. “Don’t test my patience, Sadie.”

His words carried an unmistakable warning, though beneath the surface, a storm of emotions threatened to break free.

With one final, piercing look, he turned and strode away, leaving Sadie in the echoing silence of the aftermath.

Leaning against the cold, unyielding wall, Sadie felt the last of her strength ebb away. She slid down to the floor, her body folding into itself as she hugged her knees tightly to her chest. Resting her chin on her knees, she stared vacantly at the broken pieces of her phone scattered across the floor like fragments of her shattered resolve.

Then, the butler’s gentle voice reached her, interrupting her somber reflection. “Excuse me, Mrs. Wall,” he said, with a

cautious softness.

Sadie took a deep breath, gathering the shards of her composure, before she lifted her head to answer. “What is it?”

The butler stepped forward, holding a brand–new phone box. “Mrs. Wall, Mr. Wall asked me to deliver this to you.” He extended the box toward her with both hands, his posture respectful.

Sadie paused, her expression unreadable for a moment before she lifted her gaze to meet his.

Taking the box with a slight tremble in her hands, she listened as the butler continued, his voice soft but clear, “Mr. Wall

mentioned your previous phone was broken. This is its replacement.”

With robotic motions, Sadie peeled open the box.

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