Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 49

Chapter 49 Does Wearing

This Suit Make Your Hea…

Curious eyes lingered on Sadie, some intentional, others merely coincidental.

As she felt her face, Sadie questioned if her makeup was smudged.

“Hey, where did you buy that suit jacket? It’s quite chic and looks expensive. Could you tell me where I might get one?”

Suddenly, a voice from a young girl pierced the quiet of the subway car.

It was only then that Sadie remembered she was still wearing Noah’s suit jacket.

Crafted from fine black cashmere, the jacket was luxurious yet subtle.

The urge to remove it came over her, yet she hesitated.

What would she do with it if she took it off? What if it disappeared?

This jacket seemed costly, and she couldn’t risk misplacing it.

Smiling uneasily, Sadie said, “Actually, I don’t know where to buy this jacket; it’s not mine.”

The girl’s knowing glance and her slightly gossipy tone followed.

“Ah, did your boyfriend cover you with it to keep you cozy?”

With admiration in her voice, she added, “He must really care for you! Does wearing his jacket make your heart feel warm?”

Sadie felt a sting from the girl’s words.

Warm? Perhaps it once was.

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Now, all that remained was a cold and sharp ache.

If Noah truly cared, why would he leave her for Kyla?

Sadie tried to respond, meeting the girl’s expectant look, but she found herself torn between a lie and a truth too painful to

utter.

Fortunately, the subway pulled into the station, and Sadie seized the moment to escape.

Inside the Night Owl Bar, the clash of loud music and vibrant lights overwhelmed the senses.

As she navigated through the crowded space, the mix of perfume and alcohol in the air unsettled her.

Upon reaching Room 317, Sadie paused, inhaling deeply to steady her nerves.

The door burst open just as she raised her hand to knock.

A disheveled woman was forcefully ejected, landing on the floor with a painful groan.

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Chapter 49 Does Wearing This Suit Make Your Heart Feel Warm

From inside, a man’s harsh, rough voice reached Sadie’s ears. “If you can’t handle the game, stay out of it. You’re just spoiling my fun!”

A slight tension gripped Sadie’s frame as she pieced together the scene inside.

A wave of fear washed over her.

She was about to turn away when the man caught sight of her.

“Hey there, pretty lady. First time here?” he inquired, eyeing her with evident predatory interest.

With quick thinking, Sadie said, “I’m sorry, I’m just passing by.”

The man’s gaze narrowed suspiciously on her. When he noticed the suit jacket she wore, his expression momentarily

stilled.

The jacket, dark and meticulously tailored, clearly spoke of wealth.

Her appearance in a man’s jacket suggested she wasn’t alone.

And the quality of the jacket implied its owner was influential and not to be trifled with.

The man was here for fun, not for trouble.

Yet, the allure of Sadie’s beauty made it hard for him to dismiss her.

Finally, he shoved down his frustration and gave the woman on the floor a kick, muttering, “What a killjoy!”

He then forcefully shut the door.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Sadie knelt to assist the weeping woman, gently asking, “Are you okay?”

Tears streaming, the woman said, “They’re just dreadful…”

As Sadie soothed her, she simultaneously gathered useful information.

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