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Zion worked in a private hospital located in the Utopia States. He pondered for a moment before answering. "Well, it depends on how they usually behave. For instance, are they perpetually in a somber mood? Are their minds clouded with negative thoughts? Are they unable to muster interest in anything? Did they give up on all their old hobbies? Do they spend their days doing nothing, staying inside, and just lying in bed?"Why are you asking? Are you depressed?"Quentin snapped, "Yeah, right!"Zion was rendered speechless. "How rude!" Quentin inquired, "What if that person still has all their hobbies, goes out a lot, and occasionally acts provocatively? Also, they only occasionally have suicidal tendencies. Could they be depressed?"Exasperated, Zion adjusted his glasses. "I believe you might've misunderstood me, Mr. Lowe. Let me put it this way; depression steals the light from a person's eyes. Their minds are filled with sadness and negative thoughts, and they prefer to be alone
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Lorraine called a designated driver to take Noelle's car and drive her back to her apartment. Noelle was in a hazy, drunken state. One minute she'd feel like she was going to throw up, and the next she'd be mumbling incoherently. She constantly shifted around and looked very uncomfortable.Lorraine held onto her to prevent her from falling to the ground. She was also afraid that Noelle would throw up on her. "Please don't throw up, Elle! If you really have to, do it on Quentin!"Lorraine thought about using a tissue to cover her mouth, but she felt that it would be too much. She regretted allowing her to drink so much in the first place. Eventually, they arrived at Noelle's apartment. Lorraine helped her out of the car. "Alright, alright, we're home now. If you want to throw up, now's the time."Quentin looked up in his Bentley and noticed Noelle's car approaching. He immediately opened the door and strode over. "Elle?" His deep, concerned voice made Lorraine stiffen.For some re
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Noelle slept soundly through the night and woke up to the enticing aroma of food. She sniffed the air and wondered where the aroma was coming from. It smelled like eggs benedict. Her appetite was instantly aroused.Then, she heard sizzling sounds coming from the kitchen. Noelle hurried downstairs and noticed a stall figure working in the kitchen. Quentin wore an apron and was deftly poaching eggs in simmering water. Noelle was a little surprised. When did he learn to make this? She had only ever tasted authentic eggs benedict like these in Southern City, where she watched the chef at a brunch spot expertly poach eggs and whip up hollandaise sauce to perfection.Soon, the food was ready. Quentin carefully plated it on an exquisite porcelain plate and brought it to the dining table. "Give it a try and see if you like it." He had gone out of his way to contact a friend in Southern City, who in turn got in touch with the chef from the brunch spot Noelle had posted on her social media
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The female doctor looked displeased. "I'm just an ordinary doctor, Ms. Cadwell! I don't have the clout to set up a meeting with the deputy director for you!"Xyla took off the diamond necklace around her neck. "Here, this is for you!" She couldn't help but give the doctor a withering look. "Just you wait. I'll make you cough up everything you've taken from me," she mused. The female doctor had had her eye on Xyla's necklace for a while now. Her face immediately lit up with a smile. "I just overheard the deputy director on a call. He has a business lunch at a restaurant later. Be sure to make the most of it!"With that, she left with the diamond necklace. The last time she sold Xyla's earrings, she got a handsome sum for them and bought a car for her daughter. This necklace should also be able to fetch a good price.As soon as the doctor left, Ava asked Xyla urgently, "Have you come up with a plan? If Quentin finds out you were pretending to be depressed, we'll be in for a world of
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Sawyer memorized her name. "Will you be here tomorrow?" Noelle nodded. His face lit up with a smile at that. Just then, a tall figure with a black umbrella walked over and stopped right in front of them, standing in their way.Sawyer didn't even spare him a glance and said, "Excuse me, sir!"Quentin paused for a moment before saying, "Elle, I'm here to take you home." He held himself back from yanking Sawyer aside.Noelle's brow drew together as she looked at the man who had suddenly appeared. Sawyer sized Quentin up. "Do you know him?"Noelle smiled. "His mom is a good friend of my mom."There was a time when she dreamed of him holding her hand, proudly announcing her identity to the world, and professing his love for her. Now, that dream had soured, and she didn't want anyone to know she was married.On one hand, it was because Quentin had slowly but surely ruined their relationship. On the other hand, when she walked into the library and saw so many of her peers studying
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Quentin let go of Noelle. He stuffed the umbrella into her hand before he started his search for the lost ring. It was a symbol of their marriage, and he didn't want to lose it. Fine rain drizzled down, leaving the ground wet and slick. Students filed out of the library, their footsteps mingling with the sound of passing vehicles. Quentin searched painstakingly and ultimately found the ring lying in a puddle. He hurried over and bent down to pick it up. Just then, a car zoomed by, hurling a cascade of muddy water over him. The noble and handsome man was instantly drenched and disheveled. Unbothered, Quentin clutched the ring with a bright smile on his face. He rose to his feet and hurried over to Noelle. He then took her hand and slid the ring back onto her finger. "Elle, please don't ever take it off again, okay? Just give me another chance; I'm begging you!" He pulled her into a tight embrace, holding her as if his very soul depended on it.His hair and body were drenched in
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"What would you like to eat?" Quentin asked as he walked out. Noelle answered, "Spaghetti!" He responded, "I'll make some for you."The couple arrived at the kitchen. He took a pot and filled it halfway with water under the faucet. Then, he poured flour onto the kitchen counter to make pasta dough. The flour was dusted all over the man. Quentin glanced at his now-flour-covered, brand-new loungewear and frowned. Her lips twitched. Noelle couldn't believe that he had made such a mess in the short time it took her to answer a phone call. Moreover, with that much flour, how many eggs would they need to make the pasta dough, and how much spaghetti were they planning to make? How long would this take them?Quentin, on the other hand, was still enthusiastically pouring flour onto the kitchen counter. He accidentally poured too much flour, so he started cracking open more eggs. Then, he added too many egg yolks, so he added more flour again.His fingers were now stuck in the dough,
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Quentin frowned, feeling uncomfortable. He raised his hand to loosen his tie, but it did nothing to alleviate the guilt and unease that had welled up within him.If Xyla really suffered from depression, then his actions would only make things worse for her. Moreover, he'd be letting down the spirit of his fallen hero. As he was tormented by anguish, a warm hand slipped into his palm and intertwined their fingers. Startled, he looked up and noticed a lovely young lady standing beside him. "What are you doing here?" His dark eyes lit up. Noelle smiled and said sarcastically, "I'm here to keep an eye on you, Mr. Lowe. If Xyla's EEG turns out fine, I bet you'd go soft on her."His eyes flickered. "I'd just feel a little guilty," he admitted. "After all, she is my hero's younger sister."Exasperated, she responded, "Being your hero's younger sister doesn't give her the right to lie."Quentin gazed at her in silence. If Xyla had truly lied, he couldn't bring himself to be harsh on he
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