Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 275

Chapter 275 Noah’s

Promise

“Come on. You should get some rest upstairs,” Noah said, his voice low but firm.

Sadie hesitated for a fraction of a second before allowing him to guide her.

They stepped into the elevator together. As the doors slid shut, sealing them inside, the sounds of the bustling lobby faded into silence.

The small, enclosed space suddenly felt heavier, charged with an unspoken tension.

Sadie kept her gaze down, her fingers anxiously twisting the hem of her blouse. The subtle pressure in her chest made her uneasy—whether from exhaustion or from Noah’s presence beside her, she wasn’t sure.

Noah studied her from the corner of his eye before shifting his attention to the changing numbers on the panel. Then- Ding! The elevator reached the top floor and with a soft hum, the doors slid open.

The moment Noah stepped out, Samuel moved forward, prepared to deliver his report–but the words died on his tongue the instant he noticed Sadie following behind. His expression stiffened, his usual efficiency faltering as his gaze flickered

between them.

He parted his lips, grasping for the right words, but uncertainty clouded his thoughts.

In the end, all he managed were two words. “Mr. Wall…”

Noah nodded slightly, his tone composed, as if nothing was amiss. “Is the room ready?”

Samuel blinked, snapping back into focus. “Ah… Yes. It’s prepared. The presidential suite.” His words came instinctively, though his mind still reeled with silent questions.

Why was Mrs. Wall here?

And why did she look… lost?

Sadie, however, seemed oblivious to his scrutiny. Her head remained down, her posture distant, as if she were present in

body but far away in thought.

Noah’s eyes swept over her, catching her discomfort. Without a word, he reached out, resting a hand gently on her

shoulder. “Are you alright?”

The warmth of his touch startled Sadie. She forced a faint smile, willing herself to appear composed. “I’m fine… just a little

tired.”

Noah studied her for a moment before giving a small nod. “Alright.” He didn’t press further, instead leading the way toward

the suite.

Samuel stood motionless, watching them disappear down the hallway. His brows knitted together.

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Something was definitely off.

After a brief hesitation, he pulled out his phone, his fingers moving swiftly as he dialed a number.

“Breck, did you know Mrs. Wall is in Slimron?”

There was a pause on the other end. Then Breck, the ever–composed butler, spoke, a note of surprise in his tone. “Mrs. Wall is in Slimron? I wasn’t informed. And Mr. Wall… never mentioned it either.”

“I just found out myself,” Samuel murmured, lowering his voice. “She returned to the hotel with Mr. Wall, but… something seems off. She doesn’t look well. Like something happened.”

“I see…” Breck’s voice carried a note of contemplation. “I’ll keep an eye on things. You should do the same. Report anything

unusual to me.”

“Understood.” Samuel ended the call, his mind now a storm of questions with no clear answers.

Inside the presidential suite, luxury exuded from every corner–elegance without excess, refinement in every detail.

The soft glow of the city lights spilled through the floor–to–ceiling windows as Sadie sat motionless on the plush sofa, her gaze drifting over the glittering skyline, but she wasn’t seeing any of it. Her thoughts were far away.

Noah had poured a glass of water, stepping toward her before extending it. “Drink.”

Sadie took the glass, sipping lightly, but the dryness in her throat remained.

“Thank you,” she murmured, her fingers tightening briefly around the cool glass.

Then, Sadie asked, her voice slow and hoarse, “What brings you to… Slimron?”

She didn’t look at Noah, her gaze anchored to the glass in her hands, as if bracing for an answer she wasn’t sure she

wanted to hear.

Across from her, Noah settled into an armchair, his movements composed, deliberate. His long legs crossed, exuding a

quiet, effortless authority.

For a moment, he said nothing. Then, finally-“I have matters to handle here.”

Simple. Direct. Impenetrable. Yet, the weight of those words settled heavily in Sadie’s chest.

Sadie lowered her lashes, exhaling softly. “I see.”

And with that, silence reclaimed the space between them.

Noah watched her, his gaze unreadable. The way Sadie sat there, her posture weighed down by an invisible burden, stirred something deep inside him.

He knew she had questions. He knew she was searching for something, for answers that had eluded her for too long.

Yet, the truth… he couldn’t give it to her.