NovelEnglishChapter 872: "Mr. Noel, just so we're clear-your wife is pregnant. And I doubt she knows her husband is out here chasing another woman like a lunatic. If she finds out, can you even imagine what that'll do to her?" Noah gave a faint smile. It didn't reach his eyes. Cold. Lifeless.
"And if she does? Then what?" The sheer indifference in his voice made Sadie's chest tighten with heat. She was furious.
She didn't bother arguing. There was no point.
She pushed the door open and stepped out.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNathan had been waiting outside and jogged over the moment she appeared.
Sadie didn't even glance at his face. She took his arm and leaned in, her voice dropping low.
"Once we're inside, follow my lead. Don't screw this up." Her fingers brushed lightly against Nathan's sleeve, and for a moment, his heart skipped a beat. But her warning quickly snapped him back to his senses.
He nodded and gave her a subtle "OK" sign.
Noah stepped out of the car with calm, deliberate movements.
He watched them—arms linked, sharing a quiet laugh—as they headed toward the manor's entrance.
Behind his composed expression, something dark stirred. His eyes locked on the pair, sharp with silent rage. The air around him turned cold, like the wind before a storm.
He should have done more last night. Letting Nathan walk away had been a mistake. He should have shattered both of his knees.
Read ahead GlnolHe shot a glare toward Jack, who was following behind, every step marked with unease.
Jack stiffened under the weight of that stare. A chill crept up his spine, and he quickly lowered his head.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe ventured cautiously, measuring each word.
"Boss, wantto grab Nathan later? Maybe rough him up again?" A muscle twitched in Noah's temple. He spun to face him and growled, "Did you not see the way she looked at me?" Another beating would only make Sadie turn against him.
His breathing grew heavy. He tugged at his tie, jaw clenched tight. But after a pause he swallowed the fury and followed them into the house.
In the living room, the Higgins elders sat upright, their expressions severe. Jarrett sat one step below them, his face unreadable, fingers tapping steadily against the armrest.
Sadie still had her arm looped through warmathan's. Her smile was warm, steady, and and practiced.
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