Chapter 51
Observing her ashen face and the defiant look in her eyes, Noah felt a surge of frustration. He firmly grasped her shoulders, his voice stern and urgent. “Sadie, stop this nonsense! If you felt unwell, why did you even meet with Roy?”
Pinned by his firm hold, Sadie ceased her struggles.
A sarcastic laugh escaped her, filled with self-derision. “What does it matter at this point? Wasn’t my bonus already cut? Today was just a futile effort on my part. So tell me, are you pleased now?”
Noah noticed the bitterness in Sadie’s gaze, and without thinking, his hold grew firmer, his tone colder. “Is your rush to accumulate wealth tied to your eagerness for a divorce?”
The pain in Sadie’s heart intensified as she looked into the eyes of the man she once adored, now confronting her so harshly. It felt as if needles were piercing through her heart, causing a deep, persistent ache.noveldrama
Could it be that his frustration stemmed from a reluctance to end their marriage? Unlikely, considering Kyla was anxiously awaiting her turn to be his wife. How could Noah stand to disappoint the woman he loved?
As these thoughts raced through her mind, any faint hope Sadie clung to crumbled to nothing.
With a bitter chuckle and tears welling up in her eyes—yet defiantly not spilling over—Sadie forcefully removed Noah’s hands.
Her voice was steady and resolute, each word pushed out between gritted teeth. “Why deceive yourself? You’re just as keen for this divorce, aren’t you? Here’s your chance, right before you.”
The certainty in her eyes pierced Noah, kindling an unexplainable wave of irritation within him.
“Halt the vehicle,” Sadie commanded. Her tone was not loud, but unmistakably firm.
The driver caught Noah’s reflection in the rearview mirror. With no sign of dissent from Noah, he pulled the car over to the roadside. Sadie didn’t hesitate; she opened the door and exited the car immediately.
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“Sadie!” Noah called out as he watched her resolute departure, feeling a rush of anger swelling in his heart.
She didn’t turn back. With purposeful steps, Sadie reached the curb, flagged down a taxi with quick, sure motions, and climbed in without a backward glance.
As the taxi blended into the night, Noah’s expression darkened significantly. He had always expected her to softly plead with him as she used to, but this time, she had not!
The cold within the car was evident, as Noah’s cold aura unsettled everyone.
In the passenger seat, Samuel sat rigid, acutely aware that any word from him could provoke Noah’s anger due to his terrible mood.
Silence hung heavy until Samuel tentatively broke it, saying, “Mr. Wall, should we continue on to Maple Group? I have already made an appointment with Mr. Dominguez.”
Noah, feeling a throb in his temples, gave a brief nod and muttered, “Drive.”
Samuel exhaled quietly in relief and signaled to the driver to move forward.
Meanwhile, Sadie, afraid of worrying Laura with her condition, returned to her apartment.
As soon as she exited the vehicle, a wave of nausea struck her hard, making her head spin.
Her sickness was more intense today, possibly aggravated by her scant lunch, unsettling the baby.
Supporting herself against the wall, Sadie retched a few times but didn’t vomit anything; she only felt painful cramps in her stomach. Gradually, she regained some balance and walked weakly to her apartment.
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