Chapter 307
When she first got married, she had entered this very room brimming with optimism. Now, all that remained was emptiness and shattered hope. After mechanically completing her shower, she settled onto the bed, but rest evaded her.
Noah’s detached, emotionless stare lingered in her mind, refusing to fade. She had no sense of how long she had lain there before the mattress shifted beside her.
A familiar presence enveloped her.
Noah had returned.
Without a word, he drew her into his embrace, his warm breath skimming her neck, sending an involuntary tremor through her body.
Sadie tensed instinctively, hands clenched so tightly that her nails bit into her palms.
Yet she neither resisted nor pulled away. She lay still, as if stripped of her will, allowing him to hold her.
“Averi is still little. He needs me.” At some point, her voice, barely more than a breath, broke the silence.
Noah’s eyes flickered open, his expression unreadable. A hint of something unspoken ghosted across his face.
“Tomorrow, I’ll have someone bring that bastard here.”
Sadie’s head snapped up, fury igniting in her pale features. “My child is not a bastard.”
Each word was slow, deliberate, brimming with defiance.noveldrama
“Oh? Not a bastard?” Noah’s lips curled into a smirk, cold and taunting, as if he had just heard the punchline of a cruel joke. “He’s the child you had with Alex. What else should I call him?” His voice sharpened, barely concealing his rage.
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In an instant, he moved on top of Sadie, pinning her in place. “You care that much about the son you had with him?” His gaze burned into her, sharp and unrelenting. “If it’s a child you want, I can give you one myself.”
How ridiculous.
A chill seeped into Sadie’s bones, numbing her from the inside out.
Three years ago, he had said that if she ever conceived, he would make her abort the child.
Now, after all this time, he claimed he’d give her one.
The bitter irony of it stole her breath.
She shut her eyes, refusing to acknowledge him.
No fight. No tears. Just an overwhelming void.
Noah studied the woman beneath him, her lack of reaction stirring an inexplicable frustration in his chest.
Without another word, he pushed himself away and stormed out.
“Bang!” The door slammed behind him, the sharp sound echoing through the silent room.
Sadie pulled the blanket tighter around herself, curling into a ball.
She didn’t sleep at all.
By dawn, golden light streamed through the sheer curtains.
Sadie lay motionless, her face pale, her vacant eyes unblinking.
Memories of the night before replayed in an endless loop, constricting her chest.
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