Chapter 224

Holding the plate of sliced fruit, Noelle was having trouble standing upright.

"Quentin's parents must hate me right now," she thought.

"Here, take this." She handed the plate to Quentin and went downstairs.

Confused, he knocked on the door, handed the plate of fruit to Janet, and quickly went downstairs as well.

"What's going on?" he asked Noelle in the living room downstairs.

Noelle turned around. "Would you hold it against me, Quentin?"

Puzzled, Quentin asked, "What would I hold against you?"

"I made you spend so much money, and now your parents probably hate me too," she responded.

Even though Janet didn't voice it, Noelle suspected she was also upset with her.

He said, "No way. I spent that amount on my own accord. As for my parents, they wouldn't hold it against you." He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her forehead, holding her close as they walked outside.

Even though Quentin didn't mind, Noelle couldn't help but think about what Mark had said. She was worr