Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 218

Chapter 218 Ungrateful

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Sadie had no clue about what had transpired.

For days, she had been buried in work, pouring every ounce of energy into the design drafts for the Starlight Gala. She had pushed herself to the brink–so much so that even remembering to breathe felt like a luxury.

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Now, after countless sleepless nights, her eyes were bloodshot, her skin ghostly pale.

The desk was a battlefield of discarded sketches, crumpled like fallen soldiers. Empty coffee cups stacked precariously, an indication to her exhaustion.

But at last–it was done.

Her hands trembled slightly as she carefully placed the finalized drafts into a folder. A long breath escaped her lips, heavy

with relief.

Without wasting another second, she climbed into her newly acquired black SUV and headed toward Stonemont Estate.

It had been long since she returned to Helva, and she had finally managed to renew her driver’s license.

At Whitewood Estate, sunlight poured over the lush grounds, the air carrying the faint, sweet scent of blooming flowers.

Inside, Eva lounged on the sofa in a silk robe as vibrant as her personality.

With a lazy elegance, she swirled the amber liquid in her wine glass, watching Sadie approach with a glint of amusement.

“Well, well, well… Look who is here–our star designer.”

Setting down her glass, Eva took the folder from Sadie’s hands, her eyes flickering over the exhausted woman before her.

“What have you done to yourself these past few days?” Eva clicked her tongue. “Honestly, if I didn’t know any better, I’d think Mr. Wall was mistreating you.”

Sadie let out a faint, weary smile–one that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Ms. Shaw, Mr. Wall and I have nothing to do with

each other.”

Eva said nothing at first, leisurely flipping through the pages, her slender fingers tapping against the paper now and then.

The room was silent, save for the soft rustling of sheets as she took her time examining the designs.

Sadie stood motionless, palms slightly damp, watching every flicker of Eva’s expression, every subtle movement.

“Elegant. Fresh.” Eva glanced up, a glimmer of approval in her eyes. “Like the first bloom of spring.” She closed the folder with a satisfied hum. “You’ve outdone yourself, Sadie. These designs are breathtaking–exactly what this year’s Starlight

Gala needs.”

Then Eva’s lips curled into a smirk. “Let’s move forward with this.”

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Relief crashed over Sadie, tension melting from her shoulders.

“Thank you, Ms. Shaw,” Sadie said, her voice steady with gratitude. “I’ll ensure everything is flawless.”

Eva rose gracefully and stepped closer, resting her hand on Sadie’s shoulder.

“I never doubted you,” she said, her voice smooth as silk. “Keep it up. I expect great things from you.”

Then, with a knowing smile, she added, “But do try to take better care of yourself. A woman should never let work rob her

of her glow.”

She lifted her wine glass, taking a languid sip, her gaze drifting toward the window, as if lost in thought.

Sadie stepped out of the estate, her heart lighter than when she arrived.

But just as she reached her car, a sharp, mocking voice sliced through the air. “Well, well… look who it is. What are you

doing here? Taking a scenic stroll?”

Sadie stilled, her expression cooling as she turned toward the voice.

Not far away, Kyla stood with a folder tucked under her arm, a smug smirk playing on her lips.

Clad in a perfectly tailored business suit that accentuated her figure, she might have looked poised and elegant–if not for the malice darkening her expression.

Sadie’s brows furrowed slightly. She was puzzled by Kyla’s persistent hostility.

She had already stepped aside from Noah’s life. What more did Kyla want?

Maintaining her composure, Sadie asked coolly, “Miss Wade, is there something you need?”

Kyla scoffed, closing the distance between them, her gaze sharp with provocation.

“Some people are so self–absorbed,” she said with a sneer. “Poor Alex–he’s given everything, only to end up saving an ungrateful bastard.”

With that, Kyla swept past Sadie, head held high, her heels clicking against the pavement as she strode toward the estate.

Sadie stood frozen.

Alex?

Ungrateful bastard?

What was Kyla talking about?

A sudden wave of unease coiled in Sadie’s stomach.