?Chapter 202:


    Averi, in his cartoon bear pajamas, his hair tousled, looked bewildered at the sight of Noah.


    “Who is this man?”


    Noah was taken aback, his attention shifting to Averi. As he observed the boy, who was about two or three, with deep, dark eyes resembling his own, his brow creased in thought.


    Sadie felt a pang of anxiety. It was the wrong moment for Averi to emerge and pose such a question. She quickly stepped back, pulling Averi to her side to protect him from Noah’s intense stare.


    Alex’s voice rose from outside, concerned. “Sadie, what’s happening? Should I call the police?”


    Maintaining her calm was crucial; Sadie knew she must not let the situation escte.


    “Whose child is this boy?” Noah asked, his tone deep and stern, eyes never leaving Averi.


    Sadie clenched her fists. “As you see, he’s my son with Alex.”


    Noah’s expression turned visibly colder. Firmly, Sadie held his gaze.


    Averi was clutching Sadie’s shirt, his eyes shifting uneasily from her to the tall figure in the doorway, visibly confused by the tension. He gently tugged on Sadie’s sleeve, his face marked by confusion and concern.


    Wishing to end the confrontation, Sadie turned decisively toward the door, her voice resolute. “Mr. Wall, you need to leave now.”


    Noah’s face contorted into a mix of disbelief and sarcasm. He swiftly grabbed her wrist.


    As Sadie felt the sharp pain from his grip, she instinctively tried to wrench away. “Release me!”


    Noah’s eyes hardened, piercing as he slowly demanded, “You owe me an exnation, Sadie.”


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    The pain in Sadie’s wrist intensified where his fingers mped. “There’s nothing to exin. We are divorced. You have no say in my affairs,” she replied.


    Noah scoffed coldly.


    Abruptly, he drew her close, eliminating any gap between them, his breath warm against her skin.


    Sadie’s heart thumped wildly with apprehension.


    “Mom…”


    Averi copsed suddenly, his small body hitting the floor with a faint groan. The color drained from Sadie’s face, her expression one of stark rm as she eximed, “Averi!”


    Noah, too, was caught off guard, his hand slipping from Sadie’s in shock.


    Rushing to Averi’s side, Sadie scooped him up, her voice quivering with fear as she repeatedly called out, “Averi, Averi, what’s wrong?” Averiy in her arms, his face ghostly pale and his eyes shut, offering no response.


    A wave of dizziness overcame Sadie, her vision briefly clouding. All concerns about Noah faded as she clutched Averi close and opened the door of the apartment.


    “Sadie!” As the door swung open, Alex, standing outside, was taken aback by the unfolding scene. The sight of Noah there was unexpected.


    Spotting Alex, Sadie said, her voice shaking, “Alex, Averi is…” Without hesitation, Alex quickly took Averi from her arms, noticing how pale he was. “Let’s go!”


    They sped downstairs, Noah left behind, standing alone.


    Outside the hospital’s examination room, Sadie and Alex waited anxiously.


    “Why hasn’t the doctore out yet…” Sadie whispered.


    After ten anxious minutes, a doctor in a white coat emerged from the room.


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