Chapter 6
With a stern tone, he added, “Until the divorce is official, we need to keep up appearances. Let’s not give anything away.”
Sadie felt a sharp sting in her eyes at his harsh words.
“Noah, you really have a heart of stone when it comes to me,” she murmured, her voice breaking.
She slightly lowered the car window, turned her head to gaze out, and let the brisk wind dry her tears.
Their car wound its way toward the Wall Manor, located on a lush, prestigious hill in Buirhon, a mere half-hour drive from the bustling city center. The car leisurely pulled into the yard, marking their arrival with a gentle halt.
Noah swung the car door open for Sadie, gracefully shielding her head with his broad palm, a gesture brimming with consideration.
Despite her knowledge of his theatrical display, Sadie found herself momentarily captivated by his charm.
As they strode forward, Noah’s warm grip enclosed her hand. Sadie hesitated, her fingers twitching as she attempted a subtle escape from his clasp.
Unprepared for her sudden resistance, Noah stumbled slightly, turning to face her with a bewildered expression.
In that unexpected moment, as Sadie looked up to meet his gaze, their lips brushed softly against each other.
A shiver of surprise raced through Sadie, her eyes reflecting an astonished sparkle.
“Noah…” she whispered, her voice trailing off as she stepped back. Her retreat was cut short by the sudden appearance of Nigel emerging from the grand house.
Caught off guard, Sadie allowed Noah to reclaim her hand as Nigel tapped his cane with feigned annoyance.noveldrama
“Well, well, look who finally showed up! I was starting to think you’d forgotten me.” His voice carried a playful rebuke.
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Under usual circumstances, Sadie would have stepped forward to appease him.
However, today she stood frozen, uncertain of the role she was supposed to play before Nigel.
His keen eyes, seasoned by years in the business world, didn’t miss the tension between the young couple.
“Noah’s being ridiculous, putting you through unnecessary stress,” Nigel stated, his gaze softening with empathy towards Sadie while shooting a disapproving glare at Noah.
Noah, lips pressed in a thin line, remained silent, soaking in the weight of Nigel’s words.
“I’m fine, Nigel,” Sadie murmured, her lips curving into a strained smile that failed to reach her eyes, which shimmered with unspoken loneliness.
She was aware of Nigel’s genuine concern for her, yet she knew his affection couldn’t alter her situation.
“Still claiming you’re fine?” Nigel’s voice was gentle, laced with worry as he took Sadie’s hand in his. “You look pale. Come, let’s have a chess match. It’s been far too long since our last one.”
With a hesitant nod, Sadie allowed herself to be led into the grandeur of the house.
From a distance, Noah observed them, his brow creased with a mixture of confusion and concern.
Although he had mentally prepared himself for the divorce from Sadie, the sight of her finding solace in Nigel’s company stirred an unexpected pang of regret in his heart.
As Sadie stepped into the living room, her gaze fell upon Kyla. Poised and elegant, Kyla sat on the sofa, a coffee cup in hand, laughing merrily with Noah’s mother, Isabel Wall.
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