Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 631

Chapter 631 Reunion

“I didn’t see anything, and I don’t know anything My lips are sealed,” said the attendant, sounding sure of himself

Noah gave a short nod.

Sadie and Noah passed the attendant without a word. They headed straight for the luxury sedan waiting by the curb

Sadie climbed in first, stepping carefully in her high heels.

She rested the urns gently on her lap.

Noah got in after her.

Sadie spoke to the driver, her voice a little rough. “Pearlhall Apartments, please.”

The driver gave a small nod.

The car eased forward, pulling away from Evergreen Cemetery.

Inside the car, the only sound was the quiet hum of the engine as they left the cemetery behind.

Sadie held the urns close and stared out the window, her gaze far away.

The darkness outside seemed to echo the sadness in her eyes.

Seventeen years of searching had finally ended; but the answer left her feeling empty.

Her parents‘ ashes felt too light on her lap, like a breeze could carry them off.

She wanted to hug them tighter, but she was afraid she might lose the fragile connection she had left.

She knew grief wouldn’t bring her answers. She had to stay steady. She had to uncover the truth–for them, and for herself.

Noah sat beside her, watching quietly. He could feel the weight of her sorrow.

Sadie–always the strong one–now let her guard down, showing a part of herself few ever saw.

Noah wished he could reach out and comfort her. But he wasn’t sure how.

She didn’t need empty words. She needed something real; something solid.

And he would give her that. Whatever she needed, whatever path she chose, he would stand beside her. He would protect her. He would help her.

It was a promise he made to himself; a quiet vow he couldn’t break.

Half an hour later, the car rolled into an old neighborhood. This was Pearlhall Apartments, where Laura once

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Nosh glanced out the window, taking in the eight wong kong, sw, wd wid plans creeping along the fences.

Something about the place tugged at him, a strange furer of days that left in any

Had he been here before? When? Why?

But the answers felt distant, buried under years he couldn’t quite reark

Before he could say anything, Sadie had already stepped out of the car, the urns will in her arme the followed silently.

They entered the building

The hallway was dim, filled with the stale smell of old wood and dust

Every step on the stairs felt heavy, as though they were walking, through old memories

Sadie moved forward, holding the urns close, her pace steady.

This was where she had grown up with her grandmother.

So many of her memories belonged here.

Bringing her parents‘ ashes back felt like closing a circle.

She wasn’t sure what would come next. But for now, this was where they belonged

When they reached the fifth floor, she stopped at Apartment 501.

She drew a deep breath and reached for her key. But the door was already slightly open.

A wave of unease rushed through her. She was sure she had locked it before she left the last time. Who had

been here?

A flicker of doubt crossed her mind. How could the door be open?

She pushed the door and walked inside.

-Noah followed close behind.

The soft glow of a yellow lamp filled the room.

A figure stood in the living room, facing the wall, studying an old painting.

It was Alex. He turned around at the sound.

When he saw Sadie, surprise flashed in his eyes. Then a warm smile took its place.

“Sadie?” His voice carried an open joy. “You’re back.”

His gaze softened, gentle like early spring sunlight.

But then his eyes landed on the two small urns in her arms, and his smile faded a little.

“I came to see Laura,” he said, his tone honest. “I thought she might feel lonely here, so I wanted to sit with

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Sadie had returned. And she was holding… what was that?

Alex’s eyes moved from the urns to Noah standing behind her.

The man was tall, dressed in a black suit that matched Sadie’s outfit. His face was mostly hidden by a mask.

But even with the mask, the familiar shape, the steady presence–Alex kn exactly who it was.

His smile disappeared; a hard look settled on his face. His brows pulled tight.

Why was this man here? Why now, in a place that meant so much to Sadie?

Without thinking, Alex stepped forward. He grabbed Sadie’s arm and pulled her close.

Noah’s gaze darkened. A cold glint flashed in his eyes. He stared at Alex’s hand gripping Sadie, his irritation growing.

Alex always showed up where he wasn’t wanted.

Alex ignored the thick tension between them. He held Noah’s gaze with quiet determination.

“Mr. Noel,” Alex said, stressing the name, leaving no warmth in his words. “This is Sadie’s home. Our home. You’re not welcome here. Please leave.”

Noah stayed silent. He didn’t even look at Alex.

His eyes swept calmly across the apartment, taking in the worn but welcoming furniture.

Everything felt old, yet cared for. This was a place that had been lived in, a place that had been loved.

At last, his gaze stopped at a cabinet against the living room wall.