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

Chapter 1109:

The servant dared not hesitate. She nodded briskly and pivoted on her heel, darting from the room at once.

Sadie clutched her throbbing abdomen, her brows knitted together in discomfort. She waved her hand weakly. “I need some time alone.”

The butler parted his lips to protest, but upon noticing the ghostly pallor of her skin, he exhaled heavily, bowed his head, and retreated in silence.

Stillness instantly swallowed the spacious living room.noveldrama

Sadie’s abdomen had been throbbing for days now—without any discernible cause.

She tenderly caressed her still-flat stomach, murmuring under her breath,

“Hang in there, sweetheart. You have to remain strong for me.”

The child growing inside her remained her sole source of strength now. Roughly ten minutes later, the doctor finally arrived, breaking the oppressive silence.

He wore a thick medical mask and full protective gear, his head bowed as he trailed the servant into the room.

Sadie lifted her heavy eyelids and cast a skeptical glance at him.

Judging by his build and gait, this doctor struck her as unfamiliar.

Her brows furrowed ever so slightly as suspicion flickered across her face.

“Where’s Dr. Norris? Are you new?” Caution laced her tone.

The man simply nodded in response, offering no words.

Just then, a fierce jolt of pain tore through Sadie’s abdomen. Cold sweat instantly beaded across her forehead.

The pain was excruciating, robbing her of coherent thought. Grimacing, she beckoned the doctor forward.

“Hurry. Check me,” she managed to say between labored breaths.

The man remained silent. He advanced with unsettling calm, his medical kit clutched in hand.

Crouching down, he deliberately extracted a stethoscope from the kit. Meanwhile, his other hand—shrouded in the shadows of the kit—slipped into the lower compartment, where a dagger gleamed menacingly in the dim light.

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In an instant, the man’s eyes turned cold and feral.

Without warning, he pounced—thrusting the dagger straight toward Sadie’s abdomen!

The attack erupted so violently, so unexpectedly, that no one had time to react. Sadie’s pupils constricted in horror. At the very last moment, she overcame the searing pain and flung herself to one side.

The blade grazed her arm, tearing open her sleeve and carving a thin, crimson line in its wake.

The nearby servant stood paralyzed with terror. Then, panic seized her, and she screamed at the top of her lungs, “Help! Someone! Help!”

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