On their second anniversary, Sadie almost tells her husband Noah she’s pregnant until a phone call pulls him away. Minutes later, she sees news of him warmly greeting his ex at the airport. Heartbroken and unsure of her place in his life, Sadie must decide: will she fight for her marriage… or finally choose herself?
Clutching her phone, Sadie realized this was a more favorable outcome than she had hoped for. Without Noah’s knowledge, there would be no chance for him to interfere. “Alex, I’m so grateful,” Sadie responded earnestly. “How can I ever thank you enough for this?” “Marry Alex, and you’ll be even,” a cold, sarcastic voice cut…
She cried until fatigue overtook her and she drifted into a deep sleep. Meanwhile, Noah brooded in his office, the golden whiskey in his glass catching the light as he moved, mirroring his troubled mood. Sadie’s defiant words tormented him, echoing in his mind. “Who does she think she is, telling me she doesn’t love…
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, which was 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…
Sadie stood there, her complexion ghostly, a sheen of sweat glistening faintly on her brow, her body emanating frailty and fatigue. “How many times do I have to repeat myself? I don’t want to eat,” she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper, trembling with frustration. Noah’s face softened immediately. He stepped closer, extending a…
“Why should I stay out? Sadie is my wife,” Noah retorted, puzzled. This was not the first time Jim had come to his house to attend to Sadie, and Jim hadn’t asked him to leave them alone before. Noah eyed Jim with suspicion, his gaze piercing. “You’ve been close to Sadie lately. Are you hiding…
Success in these tasks would mean a steady income, crucial for sustaining her and her child’s future. As Jim began to pack his medical kit, signaling his departure, Sadie felt a surge of urgency. “Dr. Archer!” she called out, her voice laced with hesitation and quiet desperation. Jim paused, turning back to face her with…
How much more devastating would the betrayal have been otherwise? “If you’re done putting on a show, Miss Wade, then get the hell out.” Sadie’s voice was a serene whisper, eerily devoid of emotion. Kyla, momentarily stunned by Sadie’s calm, gave her a once-over. Her eyes paused briefly on the cooling patch adorning Sadie’s forehead.…
“Thank you, Mrs. Wall. Noah’s happiness is my greatest concern,” she stated firmly, her gaze dropping modestly while a soft glow of joy illuminated her expression. The two women exchanged lighthearted words and laughter, their voices occasionally mingling in a melody that filled the room with a comforting, welcoming aura. Meanwhile, Sadie reclined on her…
She paused, her stomach churning, and revulsion threatened to break through her composure. “Frankly, being around you all is nauseating,” she continued. Noah’s expression hardened. This was a new, bitter sharpness in Sadie’s voice that he hadn’t encountered before. Could Kyla have said something she shouldn’t have to his mother? Noah was about to inquire…
Kyla maintained a feigned look of concern. “I’m just concerned about you, Sadie. You skipped lunch, and I thought I’d check on you.” She added, “Mrs. Wall suggested that those feeling unwell might prefer spicier, more acidic foods to stimulate their appetite, given the blandness of our meals.” Noah’s expression darkened slightly. He firmly said…