Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 332

Chapter 332 Don’t Move

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The maids‘ voices remained impeccably polite, yet distant.

Vivi’s face flickered between pallor and flushed fury. She lingered for a moment, her eyes burning with venom, but Sadie

remained unshaken.

Without another word, Vivi turned on her heel and stormed out.

Only when the sound of her retreating footsteps had fully faded did Sadie shift her gaze back to Noah–still slumped, still oblivious to the quiet storm that had passed over him.

“Breck! Where are you?”

Her voice carried through the vast living room, tinged with fatigue, an edge of quiet helplessness woven into it.

She pressed her fingers to her temples, massaging away the dull ache forming there.

Silence.

Sadie’s breath hitched. She straightened, scanning the dimly lit space. “Breck? Samuel?”

Nothing.

A strange, uneasy stillness settled over her. Only then did she realize that it was just her and the unconscious Noah left in

the living room.

Her brows knitted together, frustration creeping into her otherwise serene expression.

With a measured inhale, she bent down, bracing herself as she tried to lift Noah’s dead weight.

But even unconscious, Noah’s tall frame was impossibly heavy–like a mountain she had no hope of moving.

Sadie used every ounce of strength she had, but she barely managed to shift him.

“Noah, wake up!” she ground out between clenched teeth, her voice trembling with the effort of both physical strain and

sheer exasperation.

He was going to drive her insane.

“Ugh…” A low, sluggish groan escaped Noah’s lips, his body stirring slightly, though his eyes remained stubbornly shut.

Sadie seized the moment, shaking his shoulders hard.

“Noah! Can you hear me? Open your eyes!” Her voice sharpened, laced with a desperate edge she couldn’t quite suppress.

But he didn’t wake.

His brows knitted together, his expression twisting as though he were caught in some unseen agony.

Sadie stared at him, her emotions warring between anger and exasperation.

A part of her wanted to walk away, leaving him there to deal with the consequences of his own reckless indulgence.

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Chapter 332 Don’t Move

But she couldn’t

She was living in his house, after all.

Exhaling slowly, she forced herself to push the frustration aside.

She needed a different approach.

Instead of attempting the impossible–lifting Noah entirely–Sadie shifted tactics. She draped one of Noah’s heavy arms over her shoulder and began the painstaking task of dragging him forward, inch by agonizing inch.

It was grueling.

Within moments, beads of sweat formed on her forehead, dampening her hairline. Her arms trembled under the strain, her muscles screaming in protest.

Her entire body felt like a tightly wound spring, stretched to its limits, threatening to snap.

But she couldn’t stop.

Grinding her teeth, she pressed forward, step by excruciating step.

Her breathing grew ragged, her legs unsteady beneath her, but somehow, she managed to haul him through the living room,

finally reaching a guestroom on the first floor.

Relief crashed over her like a wave. She was just about to lower him onto the bed when–Her foot suddenly slipped.

“Oh, shit!” A startled gasp escaped her as she tumbled backward, bracing herself for the inevitable impact.

But it never came.

Instead, she felt warmth.

A pair of strong arms tightened around her waist, catching her before she could fall, holding her firm.

Dazed, she lifted her gaze, and found herself staring into Noah’s eyes. They were no longer closed, no longer lost to

unconsciousness. Instead, they were open, hazy yet locking onto hers with intensity.

“Wait… you’re awake?” Sadie’s voice wavered, barely more than a whisper.

Noah didn’t answer.

He simply stared, his deep, unfathomable eyes locking onto hers, brimming with emotions she couldn’t decipher. Unspoken.

Heavy.