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

Chapter 907:

“Ms. Hudson, you can change in here. There are several gowns in the wardrobe, all brand new. If you need anything, just press the call button.”

Sadie offered a small nod. “Thank you.”

The server gave a brief bow and pulled the door shut without another word.

Sadie walked to the wardrobe and opened it. Inside were several gowns—sleek silhouettes, rich fabrics, soft colors. Each one looked as if it had been made with her in mind.

She reached for a strapless champagne gown. It was understated, but graceful. She turned, ready to take off her stained dress.

The chandelier above her flickered twice. Then, with a soft click, everything went dark. Her heart jumped.

She froze, instinctively alert, her eyes straining to see through the sudden blackness. She couldn’t see a thing, but she could hear everything.

She could hear her own breath, sharp and unsteady.

At that instant, without warning, a set of chilled fingers closed over Sadie’s lips from behind, catching her off balance.

Sadie froze, her muscles tensing automatically, ready for a counterattack. But then, a familiar floral scent teased her nose.

That scent—lavender. Noah.

His voice, soft and low, brushed her ear, stirring a nervous flutter. “It’s me.”

Downstairs in the banquet hall, Nathan strode tensely near the staircase leading upward. Every few moments, his eyes darted between the clock on his wrist and the landing above. What was taking so long? It was just an outfit switch—why the delay?

He’d never admit it out loud, but he silently blamed it on women’s tendency to overcomplicate things. He knew better than to let Sadie catch him thinking that way.

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Just then, Rodger marched over, displeasure written across his face. Seeing Nathan standing by himself made his expression sour even further.

“Where is Ms. Hudson? Why are you hovering here alone?”

Nathan swiftly erased the tension from his features and gestured toward the staircase. “She got something on her dress and went up to change.”

That explanation finally eased the stiffness in Rodger’s jaw. His regard for Sadie was immense, and upsetting her wasn’t an option.

He shot Nathan a warning look, his voice low but firm. “Don’t pull any stunts today. It’s your brother’s big day—if anything goes sideways, you’ll deal with me.”

Nathan pressed his lips together, saying nothing. Inside, though, part of him longed for some disruption.

Just then, the lighting in the hall dimmed, casting a spotlight over the main platform.

The host, smartly dressed, stepped forward with a practiced smile and took the microphone.noveldrama

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