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

Chapter 1073:

The thought hit hard. Doubt wrapped around Sadie’s chest, tightening. She took a deep breath, trying to stay steady. Her fingers trembled as she dialed a number. “Samuel, I need you to look into two things—quietly. First, investigate everything about Sharon’s disappearance and her murder. I want the full picture. Second, track Patrick’s movements—from when he left the hospital until he came back.”

There was a pause on the other end before Samuel spoke. “Ms. Hudson, may I ask why?”

Hadn’t Patrick been helping to find Sharon?

Why would Sadie want to investigate him?

Sadie didn’t explain. “Just do as I said. Keep it discreet. No one can find out.”

“Understood, Ms. Hudson.” Though still unsure, Samuel didn’t hesitate.

Sadie ended the call and lowered the phone.

Her fingers curled around it tightly.

Then she reached out and rested her hand on her stomach—flat, quiet, and carrying a life that belonged to both her and Noah. But now, she was starting to…

Doubt even the father of her child. Something about Sharon’s death didn’t sit right. It felt far more complicated than what Noah had told her.

And the way he reacted—it seemed too controlled, too careful.

Out in the corridor, Noah leaned against the cold wall. His head tilted back slightly; his eyes were bloodshot. He didn’t know if he had done the right thing.

Lying to Sadie. Letting her carry the weight of Sharon’s death. It felt like a dull blade carving deeper with every breath.

But he had no other choice.

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Sadie’s situation was more dangerous than he expected.

Everything he had done—every step—was to protect her and their unborn child.

If she was safe, that was enough. Nothing else mattered.

Just then, Jack approached and lowered his voice. “Mr. Noel, the body’s been moved to the hospital morgue. The coroner has been notified, and the death certificate will be ready soon. Cremation is set for tonight.”

Noah opened his eyes slowly.

He gave a faint nod, his voice rough. “Good. Make sure everything goes smoothly. No mistakes.” Then he stood straight and turned. His eyes darkened. “After this, look into a group called Wolfpack. I want everything. Keep it quiet. No one can know what we’re doing—especially not them.”

Jack stiffened at the name. The weight behind Noah’s words was clear. “Yes, Mr. Noel. I understand.” Without another word, he left.

Noah sank onto the nearest bench. The smell of disinfectant clung to the air, thick and sharp, dragging down his already heavy thoughts.noveldrama

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