Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband’s Regret

Chapter 784:

Was Sadie’s abrupt departure because she disliked the dish?

Then it struck him.

That was Sadie. His wife… was Hailey. Wasn’t it?

Noah’s expression grew pensive, his features tightening.

Meanwhile, Sadie had dashed from the villa.

She jumped into her car, slammed on the accelerator, and drove rapidly away from the estate.

As the landscape whipped by, her mind remained a whirlwind of emotion.

What had transpired in the past three years? Why had Noah lost his memory? Why did he confuse Hailey with the woman he once loved? Why did some memories linger while her face remained unrecognized?

She was desperate for answers.

As she pondered, her phone, lying on the passenger seat, began to ring.noveldrama

It was Samuel on the line.

Taking a deep breath to quell the rising tide of emotions, she pressed the answer button.

“Ms. Hudson,” Samuel’s voice came through, always steady and professional.

“Starlight Entertainment has dispatched representatives to the hospital to meet with Briley. They’ve arrived with a professional management team and legal advisors. Their approach seems quite sincere.”

Sadie listened without emotion. This was precisely what she had expected.

Briley had engineered this drama to garner both fame and fortune.

The entertainment industry, a realm fueled by ambition and vanity, was a perfect fit for her.

“Excellent,” she responded evenly. “Let them handle the remainder. We shouldn’t intervene further.” Briley had chosen her path.

“Yes, Ms. Hudson.”

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Ending the call, Sadie tossed her phone back onto the passenger seat.

The afternoon sun blazed through the car window.

She squinted slightly, focusing on the road ahead.

Regardless of past events, she was resolute in uncovering the truth.

She would reclaim what was rightfully hers.

And those who had wronged her would not escape her wrath.

Meanwhile, in the hospital, Briley lay bewildered on the bed, eyeing the unexpected throng in her room.

A middle-aged man, impeccably dressed and radiating competence, stood at the forefront.

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