Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 60

Chapter 60 The Child Was

Gone

As Sadie observed Kyla’s smug grin, a shiver of dread crept across her heart.

So, Noah was already aware that she was pregnant.

He had known all along and had heartlessly allowed her to perish in that tragic car accident.

She had once harbored the naive hope that Noah’s heart was just unreachable, that perhaps his love was something she

could earn through persistence and sacrifice.

But now, the truth was painfully clear–his icy indifference and calculated cruelty were directed solely at her.

In contrast, his demeanor towards Kyla was tender and considerate; he was even willing to sacrifice her for Kyla’s

happiness.

This realization shattered her last vestige of hope like fragile glass swept away by relentless winds.

With a heavy sigh, Sadie closed her eyes, her eyelashes quivering as they veiled the despair welling up inside her.

Well, just let it be.

It was time to let go.

Her fingers, cold and trembling, tenderly brushed over her flat abdomen, connecting with the faint but determined

heartbeat within–a tiny life striving to blossom against the odds.

“Sweetie,” she murmured with a gentle resolve. “Your father doesn’t want us, but we have each other. Together, we’ll

make it through.”

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As Sadie lifted her gaze once more, her eyes mirrored nothing but steely resolve.

“So what if he wasn’t there to save me? I survived, didn’t I? He’s not that important to me.”

Kyla’s expression transformed in a heartbeat, her meticulously done makeup failing to mask the predatory glint in her eyes.

Her carefully laid plans were unraveling before her.

Fixating on Sadie’s belly, hidden only by a thin quilt, Kyla seemed to be searching for a glimpse of her greatest fear coming

to life beneath the fabric.

The air thickened with tension as Sadie caught the lethal intent flickering in Kyla’s gaze. Her defenses rose instinctively.

She could already tell–Kyla wasn’t going to back down that easily!

Faking vulnerability, Sadie let her eyes droop sorrowfully as tears began to spill, tracing damp trails down her cheeks.

“But it was because of him that I lost the baby. His child is gone. Maybe this is his retribution,” she murmured, her voice a

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Chapter 60 The Child Was Gone

mingling of grief and manipulation, cleverly leaving her words open to Kyla’s interpretation.

“The child… is gone?” Kyla’s voice cracked, a mix of disbelief and sudden elation coloring her tone as she shifted her focus back to Sadie, searching her face for confirmation.

Sadie offered no reply, only allowing the silent tears to gather and fall, leaving moist traces on her nose.

She portrayed the image of utter devastation.

As Kyla observed Sadie’s breakdown, a flicker of doubt shadowed her triumph..

Sadie had always presented a facade of toughness in her presence. Since when had she become so visibly broken?

Yet Kyla quickly brushed aside the flicker of doubt.

Sadie a pathetic fool. What kind of schemes could she even come up with?

She had Sadie figured out–dumb as a rock and twice as stubborn.

Surely, if Sadie had been feigning weakness, she wouldn’t have been so thoroughly bested in the rivalry that simmered

between them.

With this realization, a weight seemed to lift from Kyla’s shoulders, a liberating exhale after a held breath.

What did it matter if Sadie survived?

The child was dead, and divorce loomed on the horizon like an inevitable dawn.

Suppressing a victorious grin, Kyla inhaled sharply, her joy bubbling just beneath the surface, yet her exterior remained a

mask of concern.

“Sadie, don’t take it too hard,” she murmured, her voice gentle as she wrapped her fingers around Sadie’s hand. “This loss doesn’t mean you won’t be a mother again.”

Sadie responded only by pulling her hand away, her head turning away as her shoulders trembled slightly.

“Rest well.” With a final glance at the pitiful figure on the bed, Kyla turned and left the room.

Her steps were quick and purposeful as she approached the nurse’s station, seizing the arm of a young nurse with a sense of urgency that bordered on desperation. “Hello, I’m a friend of Sadie’s. Could you please tell me how her baby is?”

The nurse, after a brief consultation of the medical records, confirmed the tragic news. “The patient had a miscarriage. The child is gone.”

At those words, Kyla felt the last bit of worry melt away, leaving her truly at ease.

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