Chapter 187

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