“Thank you, Rosa. I appreciate your concern,” Sadie replied, her voice polite but tinged with unmistakable disappointment.
As she set the phone down, her face drained of all color.
So, it wasn’t Noah.
The faint spark of hope that had flickered to life in her chest was ruthlessly snuffed out.
A self-deprecating laugh escaped her lips; she had let her imagination run wild again.
How could Noah, with his life of privilege, ever stoop to care for her-the wife he was planning to leave behind?
No doubt he was with Kyla now, lavishing her with affection and warmth.
Sadie sipped her steaming chicken soup, a semblance of comfort seeping into her weary bones.
She applied some blush to mask her pallor, grabbed her bag, and made her way to work.
As soon as she entered the office, Tina immediately came over, her expression clouded with worry.
“Sadie, are you alright?” she inquired, her brow furrowed.
“Just a slight cold. I’ll be fine after some rest,” Sadie replied, managing a weak smile.
“But you look terribly pale,” Tina noted, setting a cup of hot apple cider on Sadie’s desk. “Drink this; it’s great for boosting your immune system and fighting off colds-it’s amazing!”
With a genuine smile and an enthusiastic thumbs-up, Tina warmly recommended the concoction.
Amusement flickered in Sadie’s eyes as a soft warmth filled her heart. “Thank you,” she murmured, her voice a gentle whisper.
“It’s nothing. We’re colleagues after all, and it’s only right we look out for each other,” Tina responded, giving Sadie’s shoulder a comforting pat.
Sadie nodded her head in acknowledgment, her heart caught in a tangled mix of emotions.
Despite her marriage, it was a colleague, not her husband, who offered her solace and concern.
And then there was Noah-where was he right now? And who was he with?
Just then, a soft, apologetic voice drifted from the hallway, halting Sadie’s spiraling thoughts.
“Noah, I didn’t mean to take up so much of your time-sorry about that.”
There was no mistaking that voice-it could only be Kyla.
A chill ran through Sadie as she instinctively turned, her eyes meeting the silhouette of the woman. Her body tensed, her complexion paler.
Tina, noticing the sudden shift in Sadie’s demeanor, followed her gaze and caught sight of a sophisticated woman facing away from them. The woman slightly tilted her head, exposing the graceful curve of her slender neck, her lips curled into a radiant smile directed at the man before her.
That smile, bright and seemingly innocent, stung Sadie’s eyes like a shard of glass.
With the notion that Sadie was unaware of Kyla’s identity, Tina chimed in helpfully, her voice low and tinged with intrigue, “Sadie, that’s the CEO’s rumored girlfriend, Kyla Wade.”
“They do seem quite close,” Sadie replied, her voice flat.
“I heard that Kyla had a heart attack last night. The CEO was so concerned he whisked her to the hospital and remained by her side the whole night. He only returned this morning,” Tina whispered, cautious of eavesdroppers.
A sharp pang of jealousy jabbed at Sadie’s heart, spreading a numbing ache.
So, her memories had been nothing more than a fanciful illusion.
With unwavering devotion, Noah stayed with Kyla at the hospital, keeping her company through the long night.
How could he possibly have found the time to check on her at home? Despite the turmoil swirling inside her, Sadie’s exterior remained unflappable. All she wanted was to leave the scene.
Yet, unexpectedly, Kyla appeared beside her. With a fake smile plastered on her face, she greeted Sadie.
“Good morning, Sadie. I’m sorry, but Noah was overly concerned about me and spent the entire night by my side at the hospital. Now, he’s fetching a glass of water for me. It’s rare to find someone so thoughtful.”
Sadie responded with a frosty smirk, her voice a whisper meant only for Kyla’s ears, laced with scorn. “Tell me, Kyla, if the whole world knew you were the homewrecker in my marriage with Noah, could you still parade around as Mrs. Wall in the future?”
The Wall family prized their reputation above all else.
At Sadie’s insinuation, Kyla’s complexion drained to a ghostly pale.
Sadie, that miserable bitch, actually had the audacity to threaten her! Seething, Kyla watched as Sadie turned sharply and strode away, not once glancing back.
Noah, returning with a glass of water, looked up just in time to catch a glimpse of Sadie’s retreating form.
A wave of inexplicable unease washed over him, leaving him restless and concerned.
Like sand slipping through his fingers, Noah felt something essential drifting away from him.
Without hesitation, he buried the unsettling feeling deep inside.
With an indifferent glance at Kyla, he said in a flat, unyielding tone, “Alright, I’m heading back to the office.”
Kyla gave a small, compliant nod, her expression docile.
Yet, as she watched Noah’s imposing silhouette recede down the corridor, her lips twisted into a smug, victorious smirk.
In her eyes, it was clear-she still had a firm grip on his heartstrings.
With just a touch of her cunning, she had ensnared him once again.
But beneath that triumph, a bitter seed of resentment towards Sadie, Noah’s legal wife, sprouted. Kyla’s thoughts darkened.
If only Sadie hadn’t left for overseas, she wouldn’t have had the chance to wedge herself into Noah’s life.
Now was the perfect moment-Kyla was dead set on making sure Sadie ended up divorced and discarded.
With a scheme brewing in the depths of her twisted heart, Kyla’s heels clicked authoritatively against the floor as she entered the secretarial office.
Her eyes sparkled with manipulative delight as she addressed the room, her voice dripping with condescension. “There’s an important dinner tonight, and I need two of you to join me. Who’s coming with me?” She scanned every face with a predatory grin.
“So, who would like to do me the favor?” Her tone, laden with arrogance, left no doubt that refusing her request was not an option. As Noah’s rumored girlfriend, Kyla was someone that many sought to ingratiate themselves with.
Her voice barely carried over the crowd when a flurry of volunteers sprang forward, vying for her attention. “Miss Wade, allow me to accompany you!”
Kyla’s lips curled into a knowing smirk, her satisfaction palpable. Yet, with a shrewd glint in her eyes, she ignored the eager faces and fixated on Sadie, who remained nestled in the…
Solitude settled in the corner as Sadie remained still, her gaze fixed on Kyla, who now addressed her with a provocative undertone. “You, Sadie,” she declared, her red lips parting slightly.
Sadie’s head snapped up, her eyes locking with Kyla’s chilling stare. The message was clear.
As if on cue, the room’s attention shifted towards Sadie, spotlighting her with an intensity that felt almost palpable.
“Why so quiet? Don’t tell me you’re unwilling to do me this favor,” Kyla continued, her voice sweet, yet beneath the honeyed tones lay an unmistakable edge of coercion.
Fists tightening subtly at her sides, Sadie wrestled with the urge to decline. Now, more than ever, with her pregnancy, staying away from such dinners was the wiser choice. But before she could voice her objection, Kyla’s attention snapped to another male colleague.
“Mack, why don’t you join us as well?”
Her voice was smooth and undeniably enticing as she addressed the male colleague with effortless charm.
Mack Walsh, who had been dozing off, jerked to full alertness. A hint of eagerness lit his eyes as he responded, his voice a mix of surprise and delight, “Absolutely, Miss Wade. It would be a pleasure.”
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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