Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 61

Chapter 61 I Don’t Want Him Anymore

Noah strode into his office.

Outside, beyond the expansive floor–to–ceiling windows, the urban sprawl pulsed with life, its bustling traffic flowing like a vibrant, ever–moving painting.

Yet, he spared no glance for the view. His forehead was creased with concentration, fingers tapping a restless rhythm on

the smooth surface of the desk.

His heart thumped with a foreboding sense of dread, a silent alarm that something dire loomed on the horizon.

“Damn it,” he muttered, yanking at his tie with a mix of irritation and restlessness.

Throughout the earlier meeting, his mind had been elsewhere.

The memory of Sadie’s phone call haunted him–her voice frail and fraught with desperation, her words a tangled plea for

help.

“Noah… help me…”

Back then, he had dismissed her with a curt hang–up, annoyed. Now, the echo of her fear gnawed at him, a relentless

reminder that he might have overlooked something critical.

“Samuel!” he barked into the internal line phone, his voice laced with urgency.

“Yes, Mr. Wall?” Samuel’s prompt reply came.

“Check on Sadie. Find out what’s going on with her,” Noah commanded, his tone clipped and decisive.

“Perhaps it would be best if you reached out to her yourself, sir,” Samuel advised, his tone tinged with confusion.

Noah’s fist clenched tight, his knuckles blanching; he brought it to his lips and coughed discreetly, a feeble attempt to veil his growing anxiety. His voice, sharp and clipped, broke through the strained silence. “Just go look into it!”

He slammed the phone down and began to pace his office, each step echoing his restlessness.

Calling Sadie now to show he cared? That was never going to happen!

He had been dismissive, almost harsh, when he hung up on her; to reach out now would only wound his pride.

Deep down, Noah began to rationalize his hesitation.

Unbeknownst to him, his defenses were slowly crumbling; he had, though unwittingly, started to harbor a genuine concern for the woman he had so casually brushed aside earlier.

A soft, hesitant knock at the door pulled him from his reverie.

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“Come in,” he called out, his tone more subdued than before.

Samuel entered, his posture rigid with formality as he stopped before the desk. “Mr. Wall, Mrs. Wall was in a car accident. She’s currently at the city hospital.”

“What?!” The word burst from Noah, his face draining of color as he leaped to his feet.

The news hit him like a physical blow.

Sadie’s desperate call for help replayed like a ghost in his mind, gripping him with a newfound panic.

“Is it serious?” His voice quavered despite his best efforts to remain composed.

Samuel’s eyes held a grave light as he responded, “Her injuries are quite severe. The doctors are still evaluating her

condition.”

Restlessness took over–Noah grabbed his coat and hurried out of the office without a second thought.

“Get the car ready!” he bellowed, the command sharp in the quiet of the hallway, his mind a whirlwind of regret and

confusion.

What the hell was he thinking, hanging up on her like that? Why had he been so cruel?

And if–God forbid–something were to happen to her, how would he ever forgive himself?

An unfamiliar fear, cold and suffocating, clenched around his heart.

Samuel watched from the doorway as Noah disappeared down the hallway.