There was no mistake-it was indeed Kyla.
Kyla felt a sudden pang of anxiety. Despite all her efforts over the past three years, Noah had consistently resisted marrying her. With Sadie’s return, Kyla feared the stability of her relationship with Noah was at risk.
In a state of panic, Kyla watched as Sadie walked away, her eyes alight with a fierce resentment. She was determined not to let Sadie win Noah back.
Quickly, Kyla grabbed her phone and made a call, instructing, “Keep a close eye on Sadie. Report back on everything she does!”
After ending the call, Kyla gripped the medical report so tightly that her fingertips whitened. She got back into the car and nonchalantly tossed the report aside, her facial expression smoothing out.
Noah glanced at his watch, an expression of impatience creasing his forehead.
“Drive me to the office,” he said to the driver, his voice devoid of warmth.
“Noah…” Kyla called tentatively.
She had claimed a heart issue as an excuse to have him join her for the check-up, hoping to spend more time with him.
However, once the check-up was over, his mind was set on returning to work.
“I’m still not feeling well…” she said, clutching at her chest and turning pale.
Noah glanced at her briefly, his eyes cold and detached.
“Let the driver take you back to the hospital after dropping me off,” he said, his voice strictly professional and emotionally distant.
A sense of despair washed over Kyla. She pressed her lips together, attempting a smile.
“It’s just fatigue. A little rest should help. I’ll be okay.”
“Alright,” Noah responded, his tone disinterested, his attention focused on the documents in his hand, not sparing Kyla another look.
The air in the car felt oppressively thick.
Drawing in a deep breath, Kyla struggled to contain her mounting frustration and worry.
“Noah, do you have any plans this evening? We could perhaps dine together,” she asked hesitantly.
Noah, without raising his eyes from his work, refused.
“No, I’m tied up with a meeting tonight.”
Another meeting?
Kyla felt like she was on the verge of exploding with frustration. She managed to maintain a composed facade, but her nails dug deeply into her palms.
“I understand,” she said, forcing a smile that was more a grimace than anything genuine.
The car sped along. When Kyla returned to her villa, she wore a stormy expression. She tossed her bag onto the sofa with a huff.
A servant approached cautiously and asked, “Miss Wade, should I prepare dinner?”
“No need!” Kyla snapped, causing the servant to flinch.
Just then, a man in a black suit entered and respectfully handed her a document.
“Miss Wade, here is the information you requested.”
Kyla snatched the document and quickly skimmed it. Her eyes widened in shock at one particular line, her hand trembling as she pointed at it.
“A child?! She actually has a child with her?!”
“Yes, Miss Wade. According to our investigation, Sadie disappeared more than three years ago and only recently returned, accompanied by a boy about three years old,” the man explained calmly.
Kyla stood abruptly, pacing the room as her high heels echoed against the floor, each step pounding like a drumbeat in her chest.
“Three years ago…” she muttered, remembering Sadie’s odd behaviors back then, her expression growing darker. “Could it be that Sadie didn’t lose her baby at that time?!”
She stopped, a fierce determination in her eyes. “She came back with the child to win Noah back! I can’t let her succeed!”
Jealousy flared within her, nearly overwhelming her. She grabbed the car keys from the table and said icily, “Get the car ready!”
Determined to confront Sadie immediately, Kyla arrived at the faculty housing and took a deep breath to calm herself before entering the building with poised steps.
Inside, the soft, dim lighting of the hallway cast a warm glow on Sadie, who was holding the sleeping Averi and murmuring gently to him. She had hoped for a peaceful night, but Kyla’s unexpected visit disrupted that.
Not wanting to worry Laura and Averi, Sadie whispered to Carol, “Carol, please take Averi and my grandma back. I’ll handle this.”
Carol gave Sadie a worried look but nodded, gently carrying Averi and assisting Laura back into the apartment.
Sadie turned to face Kyla, who regarded her with a mocking smile. After three years, Kyla still radiated glamour but now carried a more assertive air, stripped of her previous innocence.
“Well, if it isn’t the great designer Sadie? I thought you were dead!” Kyla said, her arms crossed, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Sadie responded with a faint smile, her voice steady, “Sorry to disappoint you, Miss Wade. I’m very much alive.”
Three years had changed much. Gone was the timid Sadie of the past. Now, she stood with firm confidence, her gaze steady.
Kyla felt a twinge of unease seeing Sadie’s transformation. Was this really the same Sadie she once manipulated so easily? The woman before her now was composed and unflinching, her eyes reflecting a depth Kyla found unnerving.
However, Kyla’s unease quickly morphed into smug superiority.
Sadie dropped her calm facade, her eyes turning icy as she looked into Kyla’s eyes. “It’s quite late. Why are you here?”
Kyla replied, “I saw you at the hospital today and thought I’d drop by. Didn’t expect you’d have a child with you…”
She paused, her hand lingering over her flat stomach, her smile loaded with implication.
Sadie’s expression hardened, her hands balling into fists-a reaction Kyla noted with vindictive satisfaction.
“The child is adorable. He looks just like you,” Kyla said, continuing her provocation.
“If you’ve come just to see the child, you’ve seen him. Please leave. I don’t want any trouble,” Sadie said, her voice icy, her anger barely contained.
“Trouble? Get this straight, Sadie. You’re the one causing trouble. Three years, and you’re still here in Jazmah. Don’t tell me it’s not because you’re still hung up on Noah.” Kyla’s voice was cutting. “Take my advice and move on. He’s with me now, and we’re getting married soon.”
Sadie took a deep breath, striving to keep her emotions in check. “I returned solely to care for my grandmother. This has nothing to do with you or Noah.”
Kyla scoffed coldly. “Really? You expect me to believe that? You abandoned Noah for money three years ago. Now, you’re back, trying to rekindle old flames, aren’t you?”
“What are you talking about?” Sadie’s voice rang out, every syllable dripping with anger. “I never planned to cross paths with Noah ever again!”
“Really?” Kyla retorted, her tone laced with skepticism. “It’s been three years, and not once has he tried to reach out to you, Sadie.” A glint of malice sparked in her eyes as she leaned in closer. “Do you know what Noah said after your car accident three years ago? ‘It’d be simpler if she just disappeared.’”
Sadie felt the sting of those words as if a blade had sliced through her soul. Her entire body shook, her complexion turning ghostly, her jaw locked tight.
“Get out of my sight!” Sadie seethed, her fists tightening. “I don’t care about Noah, and I don’t want you near me! I swear, I’ll never see him again!”
With those final words, she pivoted on her heel and strode away, her steps faltering but filled with fierce determination.
Kyla’s eyes narrowed as she watched Sadie retreat. A shadow of doubt flickered across her face. She wasn’t convinced Sadie had truly moved on.
“Keep watch over her,” she murmured icily to the empty space before turning to leave.
“Kyla?” A deep voice shattered the stillness.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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