Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 253

Chapter 253 The Dress

Sadie walked to the table, absently picking up a piece of toast. She took a bite, but it tasted like nothing–just another

motion in a morning that felt hollow.

From the staircase, Laura appeared, radiating energy, as if the weakness from her hospital stay had been nothing more than a passing shadow.

“Sadie,” she called out warmly. “Why didn’t you sleep a little longer?”

Sadie hesitated before forcing a small, tired smile. “Couldn’t get any.”

Laura slid into the seat beside her, studying her carefully. Then, her voice softened. “This is about Noah, isn’t it?”

Sadie’s fingers clenched slightly around her silverware. She didn’t answer.

“Oh, sweetheart,” Laura said with a light chuckle. “Matters of the heart have a way of working themselves out. Don’t overthink what you can’t control.”

Sadie exhaled slowly, her chest rising and falling as she tried to absorb those words.

“I’m fine, Grandma,” she said softly.

Laura studied her for a moment, then sighed before turning to head back upstairs.

Sadie knew she meant well, but inside, she was a whirlwind of emotions–sweetness, bitterness, uncertainty–all tangled together.

Just then, Breck stepped forward, placing a beautifully wrapped gift box on the table with precise care.

“Mrs. Wall, this has just arrived from Ms. Shaw,” he announced.

Sadie blinked, her gaze landing on the package.

Already? She remembered Eva mentioning the dress for the Starlight Gala, but she hadn’t expected it to arrive so soon.

A warmth spread through her chest. Eva never did things halfway.

“Thank you,” Sadie murmured, nodding at Breck before reaching for the elegant ribbon. Her fingers worked delicately, untying the bow, anticipation stirring inside her.

As she lifted the lid, a breathtaking silver gown was revealed, shimmering under the morning light. Tiny diamonds adorned the fabric, catching every glimmer like captured stars.

Sadie ran her fingers over the smooth silk, the softness like liquid against her skin. She carefully lifted the dress, holding it against herself, unable to resist the pull of its beauty.

A breath escaped her lips.

“It’s… stunning,” she whispered to herself.

With a maid’s assistance, Sadie slipped into the gown. The fabric molded to her frame like a second skin, accentuating

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every curve with effortless elegance. It was neither too tight nor too loose–just perfect.

She stepped in front of the full–length mirror, her breath catching as she took in her reflection.

“It… fits so perfectly,” she murmured, almost in disbelief.

The gown wasn’t just a good fit–it felt as if it had been crafted for her. The cut, the drape, the delicate way it hugged her form–it was flawless.

Behind her, Breck observed with quiet admiration. “Ms. Shaw truly thinks of everything,” he remarked, clearly impressed.

Sadie nodded slowly, fingers grazing the bejeweled fabric. But a thought nagged at the back of her mind. How had Eva known her exact measurements?

They’d spoken briefly over a video call, and size had never been discussed.

Meanwhile, after Noah pulled an all–nighter at work, exhaustion clung to him like a shadow. Then came Kyla–breezing in like a force of nature, her arm sliding around his with practiced ease.

“Noah, come with me to pick out a dress,” she said, her voice sweet, almost syrupy. “We have to attend the Starlight Gala together tonight. Please? Help me out?”

Noah glanced down at her, fatigue dulling his usually sharp gaze. He wasn’t in the mood for this. But then, with a sigh, he relented. “Alright,” he muttered, rubbing his temples. “Where do you want to go?”

Kyla’s face lit up instantly, a gleam of excitement flashing in her eyes.

“Celeste Couture!” she chirped, already tugging him toward the exit. “I’ve always wanted to try on their moonlight tulle

gown!”

Celeste Couture was the definition of extravagance. Crystal chandeliers dangled from the ceiling, scattering a dazzling glow over the boutique’s pristine interior. Mannequins adorned in breathtaking gowns stood like silent models, each dress more exquisite than the last. Kyla flitted between racks like a butterfly, her energy boundless as she sifted through layers of silk, lace, and tulle. Every few moments, she plucked a gown from the collection, holding it up against herself with a twirl. “Noah,” she called, spinning around with a strapless pink gown in hand. “What do you think of this one?” She posed dramatically, as if already picturing herself at the Starlight Gala, dazzling under the lights.

Noah’s gaze lingered on Kyla for a brief moment before he gave a small nod. “It’s beautiful. It suits you.”

But Kyla pouted, twirling the fabric between her fingers. “Mmm… but I still think the moonlight tulle gown would be even

better!”

Before Noah could respond, a uniformed attendant approached, bowing slightly in his direction.

“Mr. Wall, the moonlight tulle gown you ordered has already been delivered to Myrtlewood Estate.”

Kyla’s smile vanished. She turned to Noah, eyes widening in disbelief.

“You… gave it away?”

A moment of silence passed before Noah realized his mistake. His fingers flexed at his side before he cleared his throat. “That gown… it isn’t really suited for you.”

“Not suited for me?” Kyla repeated, her voice rising.

“Then why did you order it? And who did you give it to?”

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Noah pressed his lips into a thin line, a flicker of irritation flashing through his deep–set eyes. He didn’t answer. He didn’t

have to.