Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 568

Chapter 568 You Set Me Up

At that instant, without warning, a set of chilled fingers closed over Sadie’s lips from behind, catching her off balance.

Sadie froze, her muscles bracing automatically for a counterattack.

But then, a familiar floral scent teased her nose.

That scent?

Lavender. Noah.

His voice, soft and low, brushed her ear, stirring a nervous flutter.

“It’s me.”

Downstairs in the banquet hall, Nathan strode tensely near the staircase leading upward.

Every few moments, his eyes darted between the clock on his wrist and the landing above.

What was taking so long?

It was just an outfit switch–why the delay?

He’d never admit it out loud, but he silently blamed it on women’s overcomplication.

He knew better than to let Sadie catch him thinking that way.

Just then, Rodger marched over, displeasure written across his face.

Seeing Nathan standing by himself made his expression sour even further.

“Where is Ms. Hudson? Why are you hovering here alone?”

Nathan swiftly erased the tension from his features and gestured toward the staircase.

“She got something on her dress and went up to change.”

That explanation finally eased the stiffness in Rodger’s jaw.

His regard for Sadie was immense, and upsetting her wasn’t an option.

He shot Nathan a warning look, his voice low but firm. “Don’t pull any stunts today. It’s your brother’s big day–if anything goes sideways, you’ll deal with me.”

Nathan pressed his lips together, saying nothing.

Inside, though, part of him longed for some disruption.

Just then, the lighting in the hall dimmed, casting a spotlight over the main platform.

The host, smartly dressed, stepped forward, wearing a rehearsed smile and holding the mic.

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“Ladies and gentlemen, honored guests, good day! We now commence the union of Mr. Jarrett Higgins and Miss Ophelia Johnson. Kindly return to your seats and join us in witnessing their joyous occasion!”

Soft instrumental music began playing, adding elegance to the atmosphere.

Rodger didn’t spare Nathan another glance–he simply returned to his seat at the head table.

Nathan gave the staircase a quick look, then turned his gaze to Rodger.

With no better option, he chose a vacant chair tucked into the side of the hall and sat down.

Moments later, Sadie and Noah entered together from the opposite end of the venue.

Nathan blinked, confused.

What was going on?

Why were they arriving as a pair?

What had unfolded between them?

They looked composed–as if nothing had shifted.

Right on cue, the wedding march played.

Ophelia, radiant in a pure white wedding gown, walked slowly down the aisle on Daren’s arm.

The dimmed lighting and tender melody lent the room a fairy tale air.

Ophelia’s eyes briefly flicked in Nathan’s direction.

She looked absolutely stunning.

The host’s deep, captivating voice carried through the hall, prompting applause from the guests.

Suddenly, a loud, trembling voice shattered the calm.

“Jarrett! You can’t marry her!”

A woman in another white gown stormed inside, tear–streaked and visibly shaken, heading straight for the groom.

Gasps echoed through the room as guests turned in stunned silence.

Rodger’s expression darkened like a brewing storm.

The instant he saw the woman, recognition struck.

It was Yvonne Bryant–his ex–girlfriend–raised by a lone parent and forced to scrape by with menial gigs.

A flush of humiliation crept up Rodger’s neck as he barked at the security team, “Why are you just standing around? Get this lunatic out!”

The bodyguards lunged into action.

But Yvonne resisted fiercely, refusing to budge.

Her voice pierced the commotion like a siren.

“Mr. Higgins! I’m pregnant–and the baby is Jarrett’s!”

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Rodger froze, stunned and speechless.

Even Jarrett, who had been observing with an air of detachment, suddenly tensed.

Just as the hall descended into disorder, a new wave of visitors entered through the main doors–uniformed officers.

The one in charge marched toward Rodger, jaw tight, flashing his credentials.

“Mr. Higgins, We’re responding to a theft report here at the venue. All apprehended suspects claim Miss Briley Wall orchestrated the plan. We require her cooperation in our inquiry.”

Briley, who had been sitting nearby, visibly enjoying the earlier scandal, was now stunned, her smirk gone.

“This… this has to be a misunderstanding!” she stammered, blood draining from her face. “I never told anyone to take anything! I’m being framed!”

The reporters wasted no time. Flashbulbs erupted as they surged toward Briley, catching every second.

No one had foreseen the scandals that would thunder through today’s wedding. First came the woman claiming that she carried the groom’s child. Before the shock could settle, Briley, beloved by the screen and darling of millions, was being confronted by police officers, their tones grave, accusing her of masterminding a theft. A theft.

By tomorrow morning, every newspaper column and gossip blog would be ablaze with the ruins of this event.

And yet, at a table pushed off to the far edge of the hall, Noah rose calmly and took Sadie’s hand in his.

Wordless, she stood beside him, matching his pace as they turned and began to walk away.

Neither flinched. Neither looked back. It was as though the chaos belonged to a different world entirely.

Just then, Briley’s gaze swept across the hall and landed on the departing pair.

Something clicked.

Recognition flared. Her face drained of color.

“Sadie!” she shrieked, her voice breaking into raw hysteria. “You planned this! You set me up!”

She lunged forward, desperate to tear through the officers holding her, but they were unyielding.

She stood powerless, eyes locked on Sadie and Noah as they disappeared through the exit, never sparing her a glance.

Briley’s shrieks rang out, her body writhing in protest, but the officers offered no mercy–hauling her out of the wedding

hall.

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