Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 617

Chapter 617 Out Of Sight,

Out Of Mind

Forest’s eyes gleamed with triumph when his daughter finally agreed to his plan.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got it,” he said, tapping Hailey’s arm with calmn assurance. “You can trust me I’ve really secured a specialist–absolutely reliable.”

At last, Hailey exhaled softly, the tension in her shoulders loosening

As long as she could keep Noah tethered and make sure he could never leave her, that cursed sale and the unborn child she carried wouldn’t stand in her way,

Meanwhile, Sadie was in her car, her fingers gripping the steering wheel tighter than usual

A strange tension sat in her chest, like a storm on the horizon.

Her phone screen lit up beside her.

At a red light, she snatched it quickly.

A brief text from Samuel popped up: “Ms. Hudson, Patrick is the new occupant at Autumn Garden Villa

Patrick

Noah.

Her hand tightened around the device until her knuckles whitened, eyes narrowing as her blood turned to ice He was like a ghost she could never exorcise–always showing up everywhere she went. What was he up to now?

The light turned green.

She inhaled sharply, tossed the phone aside, and pressed down on the pedal.

If he thought she’d play along again, he was in for a rude awakening

Moments later, her glossy black vehicle glided into Myrtlewood Estate.

She pulled into her regular space and stepped out, catching a glimpse of the gardener nearby.

He was trimming roses but looked unusually tense, like he wanted to speak up but held back.

What was going on? Sadie’s brow creased, but she said nothing Instead, she strode straight through the

entrance.

The moment she pushed open the door, she halted mid–step.

Noah lounged on the sofa as if it were his own, sipping casually from a mug. He looked entirely at home.

Chapter 617 Out Of Sight, Out Of Mind

Jack stood awkwardly nearby, visibly tense.

Sadie blinked, then swiftly composed herself.

Her mouth curled into a frosty smile, her tone edged with mockery. “Well, well. Trespassing now, Mr. Noel? Even for you, that’s bold.”

Noah, unbothered, gently placed his mug on the table and turned, a smugurve at the corner of his mouth.

“Sadie, that’s a little harsh. I just relocated and thought I’d greet my neighbor. Imagine my surprise–it’s you.”

Sadie almost laughed. The audacity was stunning.

Everyone in Jazmah knew her address. He hadn’t even tried to make his excuse plausible.

She dismissed him entirely and addressed Breck, her words sharp and precise. “Breck, escort him out.”

and approached. His confident mask faltered just slightly.

“Hold on–please!” Noah rose quick

“Okay, look. I just moved in, and I’m still unpacking. The house is a mess, and I haven’t hired a housekeeper yet… I figured maybe you-”

Sadie interrupted him mid–sentence, her expression unreadable but firm. She could already predict where this conversation was heading. Leech off her? Not happening.

“No.” The word left her mouth like a blade–swift and final.

Noah stiffened, a trace of pain flickering in his gaze. Did she despise him that deeply?

She didn’t even glance his way. Instead, her focus shifted to Jack, who looked as if he wished he could vanish into the upholstery.

Her lips curled into a slow, taunting smirk.

“What’s the matter, Mr. Noel? Is your assistant here just for aesthetics now? Can’t manage something this basic

on your own?”

Noah blinked, momentarily thrown off. As he followed Sadie’s line of sight, the message clicked.

He coughed awkwardly and straightened his posture. “Jack’s out of commission. Shattered his arm. He’s not exactly running at full capacity.”

He flicked Jack a look that clearly meant: play along.

Jack sighed inwardly but understood.

Clutching his arm, he crouched, contorting his features in mock pain.

“Ah! My arm! It’s killing me! My leg too! Ms. Hudson, in case you didn’t know, I had a nasty tumble down the stairs a while back. Busted my arm. Doctor ordered total rest. I’m in no condition to support Mr. Noel.”

Sadie observed their pitiful act, barely holding in a scoff.

This was their plan? This flimsy charade? Did they really think she’d fall for such amateur theatrics?

Her smile faded. Icy detachment replaced it.

Chapter 617 Out Of Sight, Out Of Mind

“Then you absolutely shouldn’t remain under this roof. If something happens to you while you’re here, guess who’s responsible?”

She raised her chin slightly, her voice calm but commanding. Get out. Now. Or I’ll have the security team

handle it.”

Noah looked at her frosty expression, his insides knotting. Outwardly, though, he kept his usual bravado, refusing to let it show.

He didn’t think she’d actually follow through. They had history, didn’t they? He still wore that smug, self-

assured look.

Sadie caught it–that presumptuous glint–and felt her patience vanish.

She pivoted silently and ascended the stairs.

Noah watched her leave, dread starting to set in. Then, without thinking, he called after her. “Sadie, want something specific for dinner? I’ll cook!”

No response. Sadie didn’t so much as hesitate.

Slam! The master bedroom door upstairs shut with finality.

Noah remained by the stairs, dumbfounded. Sadie’s coldness stung more than expected. Helpless fury

simmered beneath his skin.

Then he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned, and found himself facing two tall, stone–faced bodyguards in