Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 520

Chapter 520 Feigned Ease

A small, content grin tugged at Noah’s lips.

“I’ll come get you tonight,” he said, and with that, he exited the conference room.

Left standing, Sadie blinked, momentarily confused.

Nirvana again?

What was he implying?

Back at her desk in her office, she found it hard to focus.

Her brain spun in circles, caught between the paperwork Samuel had dropped off and the lingering image of Noah.

As the evening crept in, a soft knock broke her thoughts.

Sadie looked up to see Samuel entering with an odd expression.

“Ms. Hudson, Mr. Noel’s downstairs. He’s been waiting for a while.”

Sadie’s heart skipped a beat.

He actually came–early, even. There was no getting out of this dinner.

She breathed out and gently set the documents aside.

“All right, I’ll be right there.”

She straightened her outfit and walked out.

The elevator descended, and as the doors opened on the ground floor, she immediately spotted a tall figure beside the

reception..

Noah turned at the ding of the elevator. His eyes lit up ever so slightly when he saw her, and he walked over.

Before she could respond, he reached for her hand.

Her body tensed, an instinctive urge to pull away rising in her chest. The gesture felt too personal.

But his grasp was firm and didn’t allow retreat. Without a word, he gently guided her toward the entrance.

She could sense the stares from nearby staff and the receptionist. Her cheeks flared with heat, and she tilted her head downward, trying to shrink from the attention.

Weren’t they just professional acquaintances now? Was this how he interacted with all his business partners?

Noah noticed the hesitation in her steps. When she eventually stopped resisting, her hand relaxing in his, he registered the

softness and oddly familiar feel of it.

He glanced at her again, catching the rosy hue creeping up her ears–like a startled rabbit. His smile widened ever so

slightly.

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Chapter 520 Feigned Ease

Noah’s car was parked at the roadside.

The driver held the door, and Noah instinctively protected Sadie’s head as she stepped in.

They drove in silence. Not long after, they reached their destination–Nirvana.

The building, styled with timeless architecture, radiated a warm, alluring charm.

A waitress appeared with a bright expression the moment she spotted Sadie.

“Ms. Hudson, welcome back!”

Her attention shifted to Noah. “Good evening, sir.”

Then, turning back to Sadie, she asked, “Your usual, the Garden Room?”

Noah’s brow arched slightly.

So Sadie was a regular? But hadn’t she seemed indifferent to the same type of cuisine at his villa? Strange.

Sadie flushed once more and gave a small, uneasy nod. “Yes, please lead the way.” .

This place held echoes of the past–moments once shared with Noah.

After he’d gone, she sometimes returned alone, ordering what he used to enjoy, letting afternoons drift by.

They followed the waitress through the winding halls until they arrived at a beautifully arranged private dining space, unchanged from how she remembered.

Noah gave the room a discreet once–over, quietly impressed by the ambiance.

After pouring their drinks, the waitress handed over the menu.

Sadie didn’t reach for it. Instead, she nudged it toward Noah.

Her voice was calm, her expression composed.

“Mr. Noel, since you’re the guest tonight, please feel free to choose. It’s on me.”

Noah didn’t argue.

With a relaxed air, he flipped through the pages.

The choices were rich–true Jazmah fare.

Without hesitation, he recited his selection.

“Köttbullar, pot roast, sautéed shrimp, ham and bean soup, and caramelized apples.”

His tone was even, his pace unhurried.

Sadie’s grip tightened around her glass. Her fingers turned pale. Her chest felt suddenly heavy.

Those dishes–they were the same ones she always ordered.

She kept her head lowered, masking the storm behind her eyes.

Then came a surprised voice. The waitress looked between the two of them, her tone laced with curiosity. “Sir, those are

Ms. Hudson’s regular picks! Are you her husband?”

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