Quentin had never picked Noelle up from work before, so she was still in a daze after his car had driven away. Yvette nudged her shoulder. "That's so sweet of him!"Noelle snapped out of it. Embarrassed, she playfully punched her in the arm. "As if!"Yvette was well aware that she was just shy and ran off, giggling. After Yvette left, Noelle started to feel annoyed with herself again. All he did was offer to pick her up after work, yet here she was, over the moon. Noelle thought she was truly pathetic!As the afternoon wore on, she completed her tasks at hand and took out a medical textbook from her drawer, studying it carefully. She remembered what Quentin had said; if she wanted to continue her studies, she could apply for a postgraduate program at Dragfort Medical School. She had always wanted to become a doctor who saved lives and healed the wounded. She shouldn't let that person erase her childhood dream. Noelle couldn't help but glance at her phone again. Quentin said he'd
"Exactly!"Quentin's guilt deepened. He took a step forward and extended his arms to Xyla. "Xy, come home with me!" Xyla turned her head, as if she had just heard him. After a long while, she seemed to have recognized him, as she called out softly, "Quint…"He scooped her up in his arms and strode toward his brand-new Bentley that was parked nearby. Her slender arms wrapped around his neck, and her cheek pressed against his chest. She looked so docile and obedient that it made his heart ache. It was his fault; he had been overly careless. How could he have left her behind at the restaurant?"We're going to the hospital!" Quentin told Martin as he walked. Martin couldn't help but feel exasperated. He didn't believe that Xyla was depressed; he thought she must be faking it! No matter what, he just couldn't wrap his head around the fact that the same person who had been bossing him around the other day could be struggling with depression. Nonetheless, he opened the car door for them
Xyla's lips curled into an almost imperceptible smile. "Did you hear that, Noelle? There was no way you could win!" she thought.…It was already 8:00 pm, and all of the employees had left work. Noelle was the only one left in the studio. "Quentin said he'd come pick me up, so why hadn't he arrived yet?" she wondered. Noelle walked to the window and looked down, hoping to see his car parked downstairs and his tall figure getting out of the vehicle. But the street below was bustling with traffic, and no one had stopped for her. Disappointed, she turned around. Her hair stood on end when she noticed two unexpected guests in the studio. The two thugs ransacked the studio. Then, their eyes landed on Noelle, as if they had just noticed her. The thugs started walking toward her with grins on their faces. "Well, well, well, what do we have here? A pretty little dame! It's awfully late to be out, doll. Were you waiting for us?" The other chimed in, "Of course she is. Hello there, cut
Quentin was just about to borrow a nurse's phone to make another call when he noticed the door to Xyla's ward open, and her slender figure emerged."Quint, I want to go home. I always feel like a patient when I stay here." Her eyes held a silent plea, and she looked pitiful. Mulling it over, he nodded. "Alright." Indeed, she would only be constantly reminded that she was a patient while she stayed in the hospital. Xyla might be able to gradually recover after leaving this environment.Quentin asked Martin to handle the discharge procedures and helped Xyla leave the hospital.…Meanwhile, with Gabriel's help, Noelle took the elevator up to her ward at another hospital. As soon as they walked in, the cops arrived. Noelle recounted the incident in detail, and the officers left after taking her statement.Gabriel reassured her, "Don't worry. It was self-defense. You'll be fine."Noelle, too, knew that she would be fine, but she couldn't stop wondering why Quentin had gone back on h
Xyla heard the sound of the phone being hung up and grinned. Then, she heard the sound of the door lock turning from outside. Squatting on the floor, she sobbed. Quentin returned with some frozen food. Since Ava wasn't around that day, he didn't dare to leave Xyla alone at home and decided to stay with her. Also, both of them hadn't eaten yet."What's wrong?" His breath caught in his throat when he noticed her huddled on the floor, her head buried in her knees, and her shoulders shaking with each sob. Xyla looked extremely pitiful. He immediately set the groceries down and strode over. "Are you feeling unwell?" Quentin crouched down and held her shoulders. His face was filled with worry and concern. Xyla raised her tear-stained face. "Yvette just called, Quint. You weren't around, so I answered it for you, but… she yelled at me; she called me a little tramp who seduced you, said that I ruined your marriage with Noelle and that I deserved to go to hell…" It seemed as if she could
"I'd like to be alone for a while, Yvette. Please, don't follow me!" All Noelle wanted was to find a quiet place where she could be by herself for a while. Ignoring the pain all over her body, she walked out of her ward.Yvette cried out in panic, "Don't go, Noelle! Your hand is bleeding!" But Noelle didn't seem to hear her. Her heart was in so much pain that she couldn't feel the pain in her body and hands."Leave me alone, Yvette. I want to be alone." Noelle hailed a cab, opened the door, and, with great effort, got in. Yvette was worried, so she hastily got into her car and followed after them. Noelle had no idea where to go either. She just felt so upset and wanted to find a place where she could be alone for a while. So, she ended up at Cedarfield. But she didn't have a dime on her. Noelle slipped her wedding ring off her finger and left it in the cab as payment before getting out and walking away. The cab driver picked up the diamond ring in confusion and exclaimed in sur
Noelle was also caught off guard by Quentin's sudden appearance. Under the streetlights, she noticed the menacing aura emanating from the man and the icy look in his eyes. Then, without a word or backward glance, he turned around and left.Noelle bit her lip and felt as though her heart was bleeding. "I've indeed fallen in love with the wrong person," she lamented."Seriously, this cousin of mine…" Gabriel shook his head in exasperation. While carrying Noelle to the car, he continued, "He's never treated Xyla like this."He was undoubtedly rubbing salt into her already wounded heart. "Mr. Kingston, please put me down. I can walk on my own." Noelle didn't want Gabriel to carry her anymore. He put her down. "Are you sure?""Yeah," she responded. However, her body was too weak to hold up. Fortunately, Yvette arrived just in time to steady her.Noelle got into Yvette's car and returned to the hospital. After all the commotion, she felt strangely calm. She no longer dwelled on Quenti
"Are you tired? If you are, just go to sleep. I'll stay here and watch over her." John loosened his tie and sat down in the chair.Yvette nodded. "Alright, then I'll go to sleep now." Without further ado, she lay down on the folding bed and drifted off.John gazed intently at the woman on the hospital bed. His expression hardened once again. The woman he held dear in his heart had been repeatedly treated with great disregard and neglect. His heart ached, and he felt extremely angry. He vowed to himself that he must help Noelle escape from this sea of suffering.Noelle was awakened by the pain all over her body. She grunted and woke up. In her hazy vision, she noticed someone sitting by the bed. As her vision cleared, she recognized John's figure. "Jo..." she called out, surprised, propping herself up. John gently inquired, "How are your wounds? Do they hurt?" Noelle nodded. "I never thought something like this would happen to you. I've already asked someone to have the judge