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

Chapter 1121:

Alex observed the proceedings until satisfaction replaced anxiety in his chest, then released a quiet breath of gratitude. His feet carried him swiftly toward the nurses’ station.

“Excuse me, has Sadie Hudson’s surgery concluded? I need to know her room number.” His voice carried the roughness of suppressed emotion and desperate concern.

The nurse glanced up from her paperwork, fingers dancing across the keyboard as she pulled up the patient records.

After a brief pause, her eyes returned to meet his expectant gaze.noveldrama

“The procedure concluded successfully,” she informed him with professional efficiency. “We’ve transferred her to Room 303.”

Alex offered a hurried word of gratitude before striding purposefully toward the inpatient wing.

He paused outside Room 303, his hand extending toward the firmly sealed door.

Muffled conversations filtered through the barrier—he recognized the familiar cadences of Noah’s voice intertwining with Sadie’s softer tones.

Alex’s hand halted in the space between intention and action. His chest constricted as unnamed emotions churned beneath his ribs like a tempest he couldn’t understand or control.

The familiar sting of arriving second pierced through him. In Sadie’s moments of greatest vulnerability, Noah remained her constant companion, while he stood relegated to the shadows once more.

Minutes ago, consciousness had gradually returned to Sadie, like dawn breaking through heavy clouds.

Her entire frame protested with the intensity of someone who had weathered a devastating hurricane. Each bone sang its own song of agony throughout her battered form.

She attempted to shift position, to elevate herself, but her limbs responded with the sluggish resistance of lead weights.

Gentle pressure from a familiar palm settled against her shoulder, guiding her back toward the pillow’s embrace.

“Please don’t strain yourself. You need to remain still.” Noah’s words emerged rough-edged, yet saturated with tender worry.

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Sadie’s eyelids parted with deliberate slowness, the world around her swimming in unfocused patterns.

Without conscious thought, her palm sought the curve of her belly—only to discover an absence that sent ice through her veins.

Her heartbeat stuttered against her ribs as terror clawed its way up her throat with vicious speed.

Moisture gathered behind her lashes before cascading down her cheeks, while her voice trembled with devastating vulnerability.

“My baby… what happened to my baby?”

Noah’s lashes swept downward like protective curtains, casting shadows across his features. He couldn’t summon the courage to face the raw anguish in her stare.

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