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Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband’s Regret

Chapter 449
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Chapter 449 Chapter 449: Eventually, they reached Sadie's apartment building.

"Alright, you can go up now. I'm leaving," said Noah.

"Okay," Sadie responded, beginning to enter the building.

"Hold on, Sadie," Noah halted her.

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Turning, Sadie inquired, “Is there something else?" Noah, with a hint of embarrassment, asked, "I'm a bit thirsty. May I cup for a glass of water?" This caught Sadie off guard.

She hadn't anticipated such a request from Noah.

Wasn't this a bit too much? Sadie's expression grew stern.

"You should head home, Mr. Wall. It's late," she said, her voice cold. Observing Sadie's aloof demeanor, Noah felt a sting of disappointment.

Yet, he persisted.

"After walking you home, I think I've at least earned a glass of water, don't you agree? Is that too much to ask?" he argued, his voice tinged with reproach.

Confronted with Noah's seemingly pitiful look, Sadie felt her annoyance rise.

She held back her frustration and asked, "Mr. Wall, what are you really after?" "Just a glass of water, as I said," Noah replied, his face the picture of innocence.

Gazing into his earnest eyes, Sadie found her resolve softening.

"Fine, cup," she replied, leading the way to the elevator and pressing the button.

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Behind her, Noah's lips twisted into a satisfied grin as he followed swiftly.

Uncover new worlds at g alnov els Inside the elevator, the silence between Sadie and Noah made the air tense and uncomfortable.

Outside the building, Samuel shivered as the cold wind hit him.

Occasionally, he glanced toward Sadie's apartment window, his mind swirling with bewilderment.

"To go as far as sabotaging his own car just for more twith his wife? What tis it anyway? Mr. Wall is truly pulling out all the stops. And I've also gone to great lengths for Mr. Wall's happiness. It's so cold. Why hasn't Mr. Wall cback down? What's taking so long?" As the cold wind persisted, Samuel drew his coat tighter around himself, grumbling inwardly.

His gaze fixed on the elevator doors, he awaited Noah's return with growing impatience.