Chapter 242
“I’ve already made up my mind, Alex,” she said gently but firmly. “I want to restart my career. I want to build something better for Averi. A future he can be proud of.”
A long, quiet sigh left Alex’s lips. For a moment, he seemed as if he wanted to say more, to argue, to convince her. But instead, he simply nodded, retreating. “Alright,” he said finally. “I respect your decision.” Then, with a quiet kind of devotion, he added, “But if you ever need anything… anything at all, just say the word.”
Sadie’s lips curved into a small, grateful smile. “Thank you, Alex.”noveldrama
A few days later, Sadie sat by the hospital bed, her eyes fixed on Averi as he slept with a serene expression. A smile gently played at the edges of her mouth.
“He’s doing much better and can go home today,” Jim said as he stepped through the door, his face breaking into a warm smile. “Just remember, he needs lots of rest. Don’t let him get too tired.”
Standing up, Sadie expressed her gratitude. “I appreciate everything, Dr. Archer,” she said, a sense of relief in her voice.
Averi’s quick recovery over the recent days was a testament to the excellent care he had received.
Gently caressing Averi’s soft cheeks, Sadie whispered excitedly, “Sweetie, we’re heading home today!”
Averi opened his eyes slowly, his face lighting up with a radiant smile upon seeing his mother. “Mommy, let’s go home!” he exclaimed.
The joy in Averi’s voice melted Sadie’s heart instantly.
She lifted him in her arms, planting a soft kiss on his cheek. “Alright, let’s head out.”
With the discharge paperwork complete, Sadie carried her son out of the hospital.
Once home, she carefully placed Averi on the floor. He scurried off, his little legs carrying him unsteadily toward his toys.
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Turning to Carol, Sadie outlined some precautions. “Averi’s just come home, so let’s keep his meals light and steer clear of anything heavy or spicy. And no rough play for a while. Make sure he stays safe, please.”
Carol nodded a few times. “Don’t worry, Miss Hudson. I’ll take good care of Averi.”
As she watched Averi playing with pure joy, warmth spread through Sadie’s heart.
The following morning, Sadie dressed in a crisp off-white suit that complimented her slim frame. She had her long hair neatly pulled back into a bun, showcasing her graceful neck.
Her makeup was subtle yet effective, concealing her recent tiredness and accentuating her soft features and poised demeanor.
As the elevator climbed quietly, a flutter of nervousness touched Sadie’s heart.
Ding—
With the sound, the elevator doors slid open and Sadie stepped out.
She had just approached the door to the design department when a familiar figure hurried toward her, linking arms with her in an excited gesture.
“Sadie! You’re back!” exclaimed Tina, her face alight with enthusiasm as she drew Sadie into the department. “So much has happened here—it’s like something out of a TV drama!”
Tina pulled Sadie along, causing her to stumble slightly as she tried to match Tina’s brisk pace.
“What happened? Explain it to me, but take your time,” Sadie said.
In a quieter section of the area, Tina leaned in and whispered with a hint of mystery, “You won’t believe this—Kyla’s been fired!”
Sadie stopped cold at the news.
Her brows, perfectly arched, knitted together slightly as astonishment flickered in her eyes. “Fired? Why?”
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