Chapter 396 Chapter 396: Yet the truth... he couldn't give it to her.
Not yet.
"About your mother..." His voice wavered slightly before steadying. "I'll help you uncover the truth." Sadie stiffened. Her head snapped up, eyes wide, searching his face for sincerity.
"Really?" Noah met her gaze without hesitation.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Yes." His tone was resolute, unwavering. "I'll do my best." She fought back her tears, biting her lower lip as she struggled to steady her trembling voice.
"Thank you." Noah's expression remained composed, but there was a quiet warmth beneath his words.
"You don't need to thank me. I am your husband. Just get srest and lethandle the rest." His promise settled over Sadie like a soothing balm, chasing away the darkness that had clung to her heart for so long.
With the Wall family's influence behind her, the possibility of finding her mother was no longer just a fragile hope.
For the first tin what felt like forever, her tense nerves began to loosen. A deep exhaustion washed over her, heavier than she had anticipated.
Sadie curled up on the sofa and, without realizing it, fell asleep.
As the night deepened, silence enveloped the room, punctuated only by the occasional honk of a distant car. Noah finished handling semails and glanced over at Sadie, who was sleeping soundly on the sofa. Her long eyelashes cast delicate shadows over her cheeks, and the soft lighting highlighted her gentle features.
Quietly, he stood, walked over, and carefully lifted her from the sofa. After tucking her in, he sat by the bedside, watching her sleep. A faint crease marred her serene expression, hinting at her inner turmoil.
He reached out, gently brushing her cheek with the back of his fingers, marveling at the softness of her skin. "Mmm..." Sadie murmured, stirring slightly in her sleep.
Noah withdrew his hand and left the bedroom, heading to the study where he dialed Samuel's number.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Look into the whereabouts of Sadie's mother. I need it as soon as possible," he instructed in a low, firm tone. "Yes, Mr. Wall," cSamuel's respectful response.
"Mmm..." Sadie murmured, slowly awakening.
Sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting patterns on the floor and awakening her fully.
She blinked away the remnants of sleep and looked around, realizing Noah was no longer in the foom. The suite felt large and empty, intensifying the loneliness enveloping her.
A pang of loss hit her as she rose from the bed, walked to the window, and drew back the curtains. The morning sun flooded the room, brightening every corner. Outside, the city buzzed with life, its tall buildings and bustling streets a stark contrast to the emptiness she felt inside.
Turning away, she noticed her bag on the sofa. As she moved to pick it up, a note caught her eye. It lay on the coffee table, an address scribbled on it along with the words: