Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 573

Chapter 573

Possessiveness

Meanwhile, Sadie, Averi, and Noah spent the whole afternoon out and about, relishing the day’s ease and returning only

after darkness blanketed the city.

The little one, long worn out from the excitement, was now dozing peacefully in Noah’s embrace.

As the lift opened with a soft chime, a lone figure crouched near Sadie’s door caught their eye.

It was Nathan.

He looked slightly aggrieved, his wide, pleading eyes fixed on them, looking like a loyal dog waiting patiently for its owner

to come home.

Who could say how long he’d been waiting there?

Sadie halted in her stride, surprise flashing briefly across her features. Why was he here now?

Nathan rose slowly, smoothing his rumpled trousers, and offered a pouty, disgruntled look.

“You’re finally back,” he muttered. His legs were going numb after squatting like that for ages.

How could they have been off enjoying the day without a care?

Sadie quickly recovered her usual poise.

“Let’s speak inside,” she said, reaching for her key card.

But Noah stepped forward and said, voice steady and low, “We’ll use my suite.” He shifted in front of Sadie with Averi still

resting in his arms. “It’s more spacious.”

As he spoke, he sent Nathan a sharp, silent signal. Nathan’s presence always got on his nerves.

One look, and Nathan felt a cold shiver.

He instinctively stepped back, not daring to protest.

“Of course! Mr. Noel’s place is far more comfortable!” Nathan blurted, forcing an overly bright grin.

He found Patrick’s reaction wildly excessive. He had only come to report the situation to Sadie–why did that earn him a

glare fit for a mortal enemy? The man was downright menacing. Staying in his favor seemed like the only sane choice.

Sadie didn’t utter another syllable.

The trio made their way to Noah’s lavish suite.

Carrying Averi, Noah went into the bedroom, settled the boy gently onto the bed, and tucked the covers around him before

rejoining the others in the living room.

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Sadie and Nathan were already seated on the sofa.

Feeling his throat dry as sand, Nathan grabbed the water pitcher on the coffee table and, bypassing the need for a cup entirely, guzzled several mouthfuls straight from it.

After several hearty gulps, he let out a thunderous burp and sighed, content. Setting the pitcher down, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and seemed to remember his original purpose.

“You guys missed one hell of a scene,” he announced, eyes gleaming with wicked amusement.

“Yvonne stormed the stage, crying her eyes out like the world was ending, and flat–out refusing to leave. The whole ceremony went down in flames. The Johnsons were livid, and I guarantee my old man must be racking his brains trying to

fix the fallout.”

He recounted the chaos like a storyteller relishing every detail, but as he spoke, his grin slowly gave way to a furrowed

brow.

“But I don’t understand why Briley got arrested,” he said, confused. “The police said she hired someone to steal. She’s

always been spoiled, walking around like royalty, but that? Could she really go that far?”

Nathan shook his head in disbelief, clearly struggling to make sense of it.

Sadie picked up her drink and took a quiet sip.

Her eyes flicked to Noah beside her, who remained stone–faced.

“She wasn’t after valuables,” she said softly. “She tried to kill me while I was getting changed.”

Nathan reeled. “Wait, what?” He bolted upright, face pale with alarm. He hurried to her side, eyes scanning her like he

expected to see blood.

“Are you okay?” His voice cracked under the weight of panic.

Good Lord! Briley had actually attempted murder?

Sadie was now his anchor. If something ever happened to her, everything he’d worked toward would unravel in an instant.

That simply couldn’t be allowed.

Panic surged through Nathan as he instinctively reached out, desperate to confirm she was unharmed.

But just as his fingers hovered near the hem of her sleeve, a firm grip halted him mid–motion.

It was Noah. Nobody had realized when he rose, but now he stood before Sadie, gaze glinting cold and unreadable behind

the mask.

Nathan stiffened. His instincts screamed at him to back off. Without hesitation, he lifted his palms in peace, a strained

chuckle escaping.

“Alright, alright!” he blurted. “Relax, sir–I was only checking in on Ms. Hudson!”

Backing away with careful steps, he dropped onto the sofa once more, lips twitching in silent complaint. Really? Even brushing against Sadie was a problem now? Patrick’s possessiveness flared up like wildfire.

Noah turned away at last, reclaiming his spot next to Sadie.

When he spoke, his tone remained composed and unreadable. “Is there anything else, Mr. Higgins?”

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The intent was unmistakable–Nathan was being told to leave.

He had more to ask, but the intensity in Noah’s stare made him abandon the thought. Staying alive mattered more than satisfying curiosity.

He rose, forcing a polite grin. “Nope, that’s everything. Just came by to fill Ms. Hudson in on what happened during the ceremony.”

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