Quentin massaged Noelle's shoulders. "Why did you push yourself so hard if you were tired? Don't you care about your health?"Noelle turned sideways and found a more comfortable position. "I want to look you in the eye as your equal!"He pulled her up, held her waist, and positioned her to sit astride his lap. Their faces were inches apart as he said, "There, you're looking me in the eye now."Noelle was mortified. Martin was still driving in front. "Does he not care?" she panicked inwardly."Put me down! You must be out of your mind!" she fumed.Quentin smirked and stole a kiss before letting her go.Soon, the couple returned to Windsor Villa. He held her hand and led her inside. "Have you had dinner?" he asked."Nope. I wasn't hungry then, but I'm hungry now," she responded. He offered, "I'll whip up some spaghetti for you then." There were still leftovers from last time in the freezer. "Sounds good!" Noelle headed upstairs for a quick shower. When she came downstairs, din
Quentin's phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number. He answered it. "Hello, am I speaking to Mr. Quentin Lowe? I'm a tenant on the eighth floor of Nexus Point. Could we get an extension for next month's rent? Our company's going through a bit of a rough patch at the moment…"Nexus Point was the office building Quentin had given to Xyla. Quentin frowned. "You should contact the building owner. I do not have the authority to grant extensions." He then hung up the phone.Just then, his secretary walked in with a folder. "Ms. Cadwell just sent this over, Mr. Lowe." Quentin opened it. Inside, there was a letter and a property deed for Nexus Point. He unfolded the letter. "Quint, I've decided to turn over a new leaf and start afresh in life, so I can't keep such a valuable gift from you anymore. I'm returning the deed to you now. When you're free to go through with the transfer, please have Martin contact me—Xyla."Quentin tossed the letter aside. "Put this away for now," he ordered
Noelle polished off a whole bottle of water that morning and was now parched. When she spotted a glass of water on the table, she grabbed it and took a big gulp. But she drank too quickly and choked, causing her to cough immediately."Slow down!" Quentin sprung from his seat, reaching across the table to wipe the water droplets around her mouth with a napkin. Noelle felt embarrassed. "Sorry about that. I ran out of water, and I was too lazy to go out to buy more, so I was very thirsty." Exasperated, he said, "From tomorrow onward, I'll get someone to deliver water to you every day."She was taken aback. "Y-You don't have to do that!"He glared at her. "Hurry up and eat!" He figured she was probably famished too, since she was that thirsty. Her eyes crinkled as she beamed at him, picking up a piece of lean meat and popping it into her mouth. Just then, someone else walked into the restaurant. Sawyer spotted Noelle right away, and his eyes lit up. He immediately walked over and
After finishing their meal, Noelle and Quentin walked out of the private dining room and overheard someone say, "Professor Callahan, this way, please."Noelle glanced over and noticed several well-dressed young men escorting a modestly dressed middle-aged man toward them. The middle-aged man wore a pair of glasses and was in his mid-40s. He was handsome and carried himself well. If he had dressed differently, he could've passed for a professor. As if he had sensed her gaze, Elijah Callahan looked her way. When their eyes met, Noelle was certain that she had seen this man before. Elijah was also looking at her intently. There was something about the young woman before him that reminded him of that strikingly beautiful face from his past. Could she be her daughter?But he quickly dismissed that thought. Her daughter would surely be the apple of that person's eye, and she should be in Collinview. Elijah nodded at Noelle before walking into the private dining room with his students
After filling up the tank, Xyla pulled out a QR code for Quentin to scan, and he promptly paid. Meanwhile, Noelle went to the gas station's supermarket and bought two bottles of mineral water. As soon as she returned, she spotted Xyla in her gas station uniform and froze. Puzzled, she walked over to Quentin and gently squeezed his hand. It was too much of a coincidence for them to run into Xyla just as she was working as a gas station attendant.Quentin glanced at her, and he could see right through her. "Get in the car," he said. Perhaps Xyla had truly turned over a new leaf?When Noelle turned around, a car appeared in the opposite direction. The vehicle seemed to have lost control and was speeding toward her."Watch out!" A startled cry rang in Noelle's ears as someone shoved her aside. The car narrowly grazed Xyla before screeching to a halt.Noelle stared at Xyla, who had been knocked over by the collision, in disbelief. For a moment, she forgot to breathe. It dawned on he
The sun had already set when Emmie saw the message on her phone. "Elijah's back, Emmie! A few of our classmates in Dragfort are planning a get-together tomorrow at noon. I heard you're in Dragfort as well. Why don't you join us?"The message included a hotel location. The sender was one of her and Elijah's college classmates. Her fingers trembled, and her mind went blank.Just then, her phone rang. It was Michael. Emmie composed herself before answering the phone.Michael's low voice came through. "Have you gotten off work yet?" It was his last night in Dragfort, and he wanted to make it count.Her breath caught in her throat. This past week, he would attend meetings in the city in the morning and then come to this small town to have a secret rendezvous with her at night. However, Emmie didn't want this to continue. After all, he had Lia, didn't he? "I have to work overtime tonight," she said calmly.He sneered, "Don't play games with me, Emmie Fox. I'm well aware that Elijah Ca
There was a malicious glint in Michael's eyes that sent shivers down one's spine.Emmie looked at him but remained silent. The more she tried to explain her relationship with Elijah, the more she felt like she was digging herself into a hole."I'm hungry. Can we eat now?" A hint of resentment flickered in her clear eyes. His heart softened, and he let go of her. Emmie started to eat. The table was laden with her favorite dishes, but she couldn't taste anything. She wondered what her life would be like if she hadn't met this unreasonable man that year and been ensnared by him.Emmie shoveled the food in with little regard to its flavor because her heart ached, and she felt numb. She continued to eat beyond the point of satiety until she felt the nausea hit her like a freight train. Clutching her stomach, she retched. Michael looked over and asked nervously, "What's wrong?" Emmie shook her head, as her abdomen felt distended and uncomfortable. "Is your stomach upset?" He finally
Yvette rolled up in her flashy Porsche to pick Noelle up on Saturday. Then, the two of them had lunch at a restaurant near the library.Yvette trilled, "Noelle, we have a new professor in the archaeology department! His name is Elijah Callahan, and I heard he's from the northwest. He's a great lecturer. Oh, and get this—he was also a top student at Collinview University back then. I looked him up on the Internet and found out he was a classmate of your mom's!"Yvette booted up her school's forum on her phone and scrolled to a post about Elijah. "Look, it's this guy!"Noelle looked at the picture and froze. So, his name was Elijah. It was the man she had seen the other day at Restaurant Blanc. But why had her father torn up a photo of Elijah? What was his relationship with her mother? Noelle was perplexed. Yvette continued, "I heard Professor Callahan is still single! He's handsome, charming, and a university professor; there should be a lot of women lining up for him, right? It'