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

Chapter 587:

Gritting his teeth, he left.

Wasting no time, Sadie hurried to the changing room.

Just as she finished, Vivi barged in, fury radiating from her.

“Sadie, you bitch!” Vivi hissed, her hand raised to strike.noveldrama

But Sadie wasn’t about to let her.

She dodged effortlessly and responded with a slap of her own. “What’s wrong with you, Vivi?”

Stunned, Vivi clutched her cheek, her glare burning into Sadie. “Did you just hit me?”

Sadie smirked, her irritation giving way to amusement. “You took the first swing. I just thought you should experience what it’s like.” Without hesitation, she struck again—this time, with full force.

Vivi’s head snapped to the side, leaving her momentarily dazed.

As Sadie lowered her hand, her gaze remained sharp.

“The first was for breaking the rules. The second—for the humiliation you put me through.”

Vivi snapped out of her shock, fury flashing in her eyes. “Don’t think too highly of yourself, Sadie. You may have won, but that doesn’t make you better than me.”

Leaning in, Vivi whispered smugly, “You know what? A little charm was all it took to get Noah to hand me the championship.”

Sadie arched a brow, her voice dripping with mockery. “Is that so? If Noah treasures you so much, why hasn’t he brought you to his side? Face it, Vivi—you’re nothing special.”

Sadie’s words hit a raw nerve.

While others might have been unaware, Vivi knew the truth—Noah had never spared her a second thought.

𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙪𝙥𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙜𝙖𝙡𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙨.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Sadie recognized the silence for what it was—a direct hit.

Smiling faintly, she brushed past Vivi and walked away.

“Sadie, you’ll regret this! Just you wait!” Vivi shouted after her. Yet, the sting from those two slaps kept her from following.

Just then, her phone buzzed.

Irritated, she snatched it up.

“Hello, Dad…”

“Vivi! You disgrace! Look at the mess you’ve made! Because of you, our family became a laughingstock! Get home immediately!” Moses bellowed before cutting the call.

Vivi’s hands trembled, her voice failing her.

It was all because of Sadie. One day, she’d make her pay.

Meanwhile, Sadie had reached the parking lot, with Nanette trailing behind her in silence.

Just as she was about to enter the car, a familiar figure approached—it was Kyla.

Nanette stiffened, instinctively lowering her gaze.

Kyla sauntered past, hips swaying, and halted before Sadie.

She smirked, her voice laced with contempt.

“Don’t fool yourself, Sadie. Beating Vivi doesn’t mean you’ve actually won. Your little tricks don’t impress me.”

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