Noelle continued, "Her colleagues told me that Xyla fractured her leg and was hospitalized. I think we should visit her first thing tomorrow. If she hadn't saved me the other day, I'd be the one lying in the hospital right now!"Quentin assumed she had gone to the gas station. "There's something I haven't told you, Elle. I ran into Xyla at the hospital when I went to collect my mom's medical report today. She fractured her leg, so I arranged a hospital room for her. Xyla has changed, Elle."With gentle eyes, he looked at Noelle. Her heart sank as she knew right there and then that Xyla's ploy had worked. She arched her brow and casually said, "Oh, that's quite the coincidence! I can't believe she was there to have her leg looked at right when you went to pick up your mom's medical report." Quentin's brows knitted as he realized she was hinting at something. "Perhaps she didn't realize that her injury was that serious yesterday." He didn't want to bring up Xyla again, knowing it wou
Emmie was beside herself with worry. Her students had gone to the flea market in Liberty County during their break. On their way back, the cab they were in collided with a large truck. One of them was slightly injured, but the other female student was in critical condition.Her student was transferred from Liberty Hospital to the city hospital in the middle of the night, and she was still unconscious.Concerned about her student's condition, Emmie hung up the phone. She looked into the ICU and felt as if her heart was being squeezed when she saw her student covered in tubes. "Ma'am, please pay the hospitalization fees!" a nurse said after walking over.Each second in the ICU was expensive. Emmie rushed to the payment counter and paid a lump sum of 50 thousand dollars. When she turned around, she accidentally bumped into someone, causing the medical insurance card of the female student she was holding to fall to the ground. Emmie hurriedly bent down to pick it up, but a slender,
"My student is still in critical condition, Michael!" Emmie exclaimed.Michael looked at her coldly. "Are you worried about your student, or are you attempting to have a secret rendezvous with Elijah?"Emmie was stumped. She turned her head to the side and couldn't be bothered to deal with this unreasonable man anymore.He raised his hand and loosened his tie. "If I hadn't shown up, what would you two have done next? Gone to a hotel and caught up?"She frowned but remained silent. Unable to contain himself any longer, he spun around and grabbed her by the collar. "Say something!" Her breath hitched in her throat, and a glimmer of emotion flickered in her clear eyes. "There was never anything between me and Elijah, Michael Xanthos! Whatever feelings I had for him vanished into thin air the moment you came into my life!"Emmie and Elijah lived next door to each other and were inseparable since childhood. Their relationship began innocently and continued to flourish as they both
Michael's heart ached when he noticed how exhausted Emmie was. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her straight to the bedroom. Emmie was utterly exhausted. She figured it was probably because she had to fulfill his desires every night and work during the day. Also, she hadn't gotten any sleep last night. As soon as he laid her on the bed and her head hit the pillow, she fell asleep. When she woke up, she couldn't tell what time it was. She noticed that the sky had darkened, and the man was sitting beside the bed with an unlit cigarette between his fingers. As soon as she opened her eyes, he looked over, almost as if he could sense her awakening. His eyes were as bright as stars as he gazed intently at her face.Michael had never seen Emmie in this state before. Her eyes were bloodshot, and her face was pale. There were dark circles under her eyes, and her hair was a mess. Also, she seemed a little out of it, having just awakened.He chuckled, finding her dazed expression
Emmie immediately got ready. When she arrived downstairs, Michael was already waiting for her in the car. Emmie headed to the hospital under Michael's "supervision". She went to the inpatient building while he remained in the car. He narrowed his eyes as he thought, "Elijah has left, so there is no need for me to go in.""Ms. Woodworth has arrived in Dragfort, Mr. Xanthos," the bodyguard said.Michael froze when he realized she was keeping tabs on him. "Stir up some trouble and make her go back," he drawled, with a cigarette between his fingers. As long as Emmie was by his side, he didn't want anything to do with Lia, Leah, or anyone else. The ICU wasn't a place where anyone could just walk in, so Emmie could only peer at her student through the door. She then met with her student's parents, who had rushed over from another city, before leaving.Michael's car was still parked in the same spot, and the rear window was slightly ajar, revealing the cold profile of the man inside an
Quentin frowned. If he accepted Xyla's gift, he'd have contact with her again, and that would break the promise he'd made to Noelle. He responded solemnly, "Thanks for the gift, but you should take it back when you have the chance." He then hung up. Xyla clenched her fists, as she couldn't believe that he'd refuse to accept her gift without even asking what it was.Noelle could vaguely hear Xyla's voice over the phone, and her heart began to tighten with anxiety. The fear only seeped away after Quentin turned Xyla down.…The next afternoon, Noelle returned home early from the library. As she walked past the security office, she noticed a familiar figure and came to a halt. Xyla was leaning on a crutch and holding a box that she had just gotten from the security guard.When she noticed Noelle, her eyes lit up. "Great, you're back, Noelle! I gave Quint a gift, but he refused to accept it and told me to take it back. It'd be such a waste if I did. Could you give it to him for me?
"Yes, I'd be very happy to wear a scarf that was knitted by my wife."Quentin's words broke down her defenses again. Noelle nodded. "I'll knit one for you. But you have to be patient because I'm not very skilled at knitting."With a smile, he pinched her cheek. "Take your time."…Meanwhile, Xyla was slashing the two scarves into pieces with a pair of scissors in another apartment, as if this was the only way to vent her frustrations.Ava sighed. "What's got you all worked up? The fact that he had Martin drive you home shows that he still cares about you."Xyla froze, realizing Ava was right. All her efforts were starting to pay off. He was starting to care about her.Just then, her phone rang. Xyla dropped everything and answered it. Gabriel's mocking voice came through. "I bet you were humiliated again, huh, Xyla? Instead of wasting your time knitting those useless scarves, why don't you figure out a way to win Quentin's heart? It's been almost a month, and he's still indiff
"When I return in a week, my bruise should be healed," Quentin thought. Once it was healed, Noelle wouldn't be able to notice it. …At long last, Noelle had finished weaving the scarf. As she imagined Quentin wearing the blue scarf she had woven for him, her heart swelled. She waited for him to come home, picturing his smile as he beheld the scarf. Yet, she received a call from Quentin, informing her of his sudden business trip. Even his luggage was collected by Martin.Noelle felt disappointed. This was the first time Quentin had been away for such a long time since they reconciled, and her heart was heavy with longing. Her voice cracked as she spoke into the receiver, "What am I going to do without you?"His heart melted, and he felt a pang of guilt. But all he could do was console her, "I'll be back in a week, okay?"Noelle asked worriedly, "Did something happen? Why'd you have to leave so suddenly?"Quentin didn't want to lie to her, but he had no other choice. Suppressing