Quentin shot her a menacing glare. "Do you want me to tell your parents that you were out hiking Cedarfield at night?" Yvette's heart skipped a beat. She immediately shook her head, shut her mouth, and obediently backed away.When her cousin wasn't mad at her, she'd dare to push his limits a little. But she wouldn't dare to do so in this situation. Deep down, she feared Quentin, the future head of the family and her eldest cousin."Get your ass over here, Noelle!" Quentin called out grimly. Noelle frowned. Was he going to assert his dominance over her again? "What can I do for you, Mr. Lowe?" she asked calmly with a frown. He responded, "You're my wife. Why do you think I called you over?"He then shifted his attention to John. "Mr. Xenos, are you just going to stand there and watch us get it on?" After saying that, he loosened his tie and sat on the living room couch as if he owned the place.Her breathing grew heavy with rage. "Quentin Lowe, how dare you?" Who gave him the ri
Quentin snapped, "We don't need it!" Then, he slammed the door shut.The family physician was startled. How could John's friend be so rude? At a loss, he called John. "Mr. Xenos, it appears that Ms. Xanthos doesn't need my services." Even if he didn't treat Noelle, he had to let John know. The latter fell silent for a moment before he realized what was going on. Quentin would never allow his doctor to treat Noelle. "You can head back now."Suppressing his anger, he called Noelle. She picked up the phone from her nightstand and answered it. John's voice was gentle yet laced with concern. "How're you feeling now? Are you feeling better?"Noelle responded apologetically, "I feel much better now, Jo." She felt embarrassed for making him worry so much about her."That's good to know," John responded. He hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately didn't. "Get some rest.""I will." After hanging up the phone, Noelle looked up and noticed Quentin standi
Noelle's stomach didn't hurt anymore, so she took a short nap. When she woke up, Quentin was still asleep, and his features seemed softer. Noelle picked up her phone and noticed a message from Yvette: "Did Quentin give you a hard time, Noelle?"Noelle: "Nope."Yvette: "Even though I'm rooting for Mr. Xenos, I still hope things work out with you and Quentin. After all, both of you are closer in age. Mr. Xenos is a little older… F-Forget what I said. Don't listen to me…" she sent a bunch of gibberish.Noelle tugged at the corner of her lips. Yvette was probably scared of her cousin and was ready to give in, which was why she sent all these messages.Noelle: "I know what to do, so you should focus on your studies!"Then, Janet called, and she answered it. "Elle, come over to Lane Mansion in a bit. By the way, is Quentin with you? Come together. I want to celebrate your birthday."Noelle glanced at the man, who was still asleep beside her. She was tempted to turn Janet down, as she w
After she punched him, the whole world fell silent. Quentin clutched his throbbing face, momentarily stunned. His dark eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Noelle.Noelle felt much better. She huffed, averted her gaze, and refused to meet his gaze. He tugged at the corner of his lips and shot her a menacing glare. Perhaps he was aware that he was in the wrong, because he didn't say a word.Martin had witnessed the whole scene through the rearview mirror. The corners of his lips twitched as he struggled to keep his laughter at bay. This was probably the biggest loss Quentin had ever suffered in his life.And just like that, the couple arrived at Lane Mansion. When they got out of the car, Quentin's expression was as dark as coal. Janet had the housekeepers prepare a lavish dinner and a birthday cake. With a loving smile, she told Noelle, "Make a wish, Elle!"Noelle froze for a moment, recalling how she and Yvette had waited for Quentin with a cake and dinner on the night of h
Quentin cleared his throat again. This time, he felt awkward as well. Noelle's face was as red as a beet. "Get intimate? More like get a divorce," she thought to herself. He couldn't help but steal a glance at the woman beside him. The way she blushed with embarrassment was just way too cute."The F-Fifth of the month," Noelle answered reluctantly with her head lowered. Janet counted on her fingers. "It just so happens to be your ovulation period today! Perfect; you two stay here tonight and work hard. Hurry up and give me a grandchild!"Janet had no idea that Quentin had bailed on Noelle's birthday to be with Xyla. She thought the couple was still head over heels for each other. She gave Noelle an encouraging pat on the back before heading downstairs.Noelle turned around, embarrassed. "Mom—" she gasped as she bumped into Quentin's firm chest. He held her by the waist and chuckled softly above her head. "You're so clumsy. How're you going to be a mom?"Her face turned bright
Looking at Noelle, who was dead drunk and sprawled on the table, Lorraine couldn't help but ask, "How pathetic. you can't live without a man?"She grasped her arm, hoisted her up, and helped her into her own room. Lorraine helped her take off her shoes, tucked her in, and then got ready to head downstairs to the bar. When she opened the door, she was stunned as a tall figure walked in. The man was dressed in a dark, bespoke suit and looked really mature. Even though he'd aged, he still looked handsome.His breath was laced with the rich aroma of red wine. While undoing his collar, he demanded, "Pour me a glass of water!"Lorraine eyed the man's tall, straight figure, crossed her arms, and arched her brow flirtatiously. But she smiled wryly. "Is there no one in that huge mansion who would pour you a glass of water?"The man turned his head and glanced at her, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "What? I can't let go of you!" He then walked toward her, cupped the back of her head wit
When she noticed that his gaze was locked on Noelle and his expression was grim, her brows drew together. Xyla smiled and said gently, "You should try this, Quint. The pancakes here are really good!" Her doe eyes crinkled in a smile as she used the communal cutlery to place a pancake on his plate. A faint smile graced Quentin's lips as he picked up the pancake and took a bite. Then, he said, "It's quite good."Xyla chuckled. "Of course! The chefs here come from a long line of chefs who served the king!""I see…"As she withdrew her hand, she accidentally knocked over the glass of milk beside her, spilling hot milk onto her tender wrist. Quentin hurriedly grabbed a napkin, stood up, and reached across the table to hold her arm and wipe it off. "Be careful!"When Noelle noticed the concern and affection in his eyes, her heart twisted in agony. All of a sudden, the delectable breakfast spread before her tasted like cardboard.Just then, a tall figure appeared across the room. Gab
As soon as Noelle's body touched the car's seat, she jumped up, as if struck by lightning. "I'm not getting in your car! Get out of my way!" Noelle couldn't bear the thought of sitting in a car that Xyla had been in.Quentin wanted to push her back into the seat, but he eventually released his hold on her shoulders. "Fine, let's use your car!" he snapped. After she rose to her feet, he slammed the car door shut.Then, he bent down, scooped her up in his arms, and walked toward Noelle's Volkswagen Sagitar. Xyla's face contorted in rage as she watched the scene from the restaurant. Her eyes were filled with malice and murderous intent.When Gabriel walked past her, he deliberately stopped in his tracks to glance at her, so he noticed the sinister expression on her face as well. He smirked and thought Xyla was interesting. Xyla noticed his gaze out of the corner of her eye. She looked over and noticed him arch his brow. There was a glint in his eyes, but his expression was unreadab