Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 86

Chapter 86 He Had

Mistaken Her For Sadie

Kyla tiptoed towards the bed where Noah lay, holding her breath as she neared him.

Under the faint light, Noah’s defined features became more pronounced.

His eyes were firmly closed, long lashes casting slight shadows, while his lips remained just barely parted.

Charm seemed to radiate from him even in sleep.

Many times, Kyla had imagined making her dreams a reality, yet Noah had never touched her.

At last, the moment she had yearned for was within reach!

Her heart thudded loudly.

Kyla’s fingers shook a bit as she reached for Noah’s belt.

The belt clicked open, but simultaneously, Noah’s hand gripped hers.

Her heart stuttered as panic flickered in her eyes, and she met his gaze, devoid of emotion.

Kyla froze, breathless with shock.

As she braced for confrontation, Noah’s raspy voice broke the silence, asking, “Sadie?”

That single question, laden with confusion, stabbed at Kyla’s heart.

It was Sadie he saw in his half–awake state, not her!

Kyla felt her heart shattering, as if cut by a sharp blade.

She stood there rigidly, clenching her fists tightly.

A sudden stab of jealousy hit Kyla.

Internally, she cursed, wishing the recent car accident had killed Sadie.

Yet, despite her bitterness, Kyla recognized the crucial nature of the moment.

She inhaled deeply, calming her anger, and murmured, “Noah, you’re drunk. Let me wipe your face.”

Noah loosened his hold on her wrist, murmuring an indifferent “Mm.”

This compliance was uncharacteristic; Noah was usually commanding and assertive around her, yet now he seemed

subdued and easy to sway.

Kyla’s fingers blanched as she twisted a towel dry, then she gently dabbed at Noah’s face.

The cold water might have woken him up as Noah’s senses gradually sharpened.

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Upon opening his eyes and seeing Kyla, he frowned, and his demeanor chilled instantly.

He brushed her hand away and said bluntly, “Get out.”

Kyla’s small spark of hope crumbled with those few words.

“Noah, let me look after you…” Kyla’s voice faltered, her eyes welling up as she spoke.

“I said, get out.” Noah’s voice grew even colder.

A sting of pain shot through Kyla’s heart, prompting her to exit the room.

She collapsed onto the sofa in the living room, her thoughts simmering with resentment.