Quentin could still vividly remember the crazed look on that woman's face back then. Her behavior was undoubtedly influenced by her husband's and Gabriel's instigations. He felt repulsed just looking at Gabriel's contact number. So, he refused to answer his calls. …In the evening, while Quentin was at a business gathering, his client mentioned the collapse of the restaurant in Dragfort. That was when he realized that the restaurant he had been to with Noelle had collapsed during the lunch rush.He immediately called Noelle, but she didn't answer. Martin, on the other hand, showed him the rescue footage on his phone, and he immediately recognized a familiar figure being carried into an ambulance.Quentin's heart leaped into his throat, and he immediately asked Martin to book him a flight back to Dragfort. …Meanwhile, Noelle hadn't received a response from Lorraine, but she urgently needed to use the restroom. There was no way she could ask Gabriel to help her to the restroom
However, the director promptly informed Quentin that there were no other available rooms. Due to the influx of patients that afternoon, not only were all of the private rooms in the hospital occupied, but so were the emergency beds. Quentin had no choice but to contact another hospital. He couldn't let Noelle stay in such an environment. After contacting the other hospital, he returned to the ward.Noelle had already emerged from the bathroom with Yvette's help. She walked very slowly. Because her foot was heavily bandaged, he couldn't tell how serious her injury was. Quentin regretted leaving for another city; if only he had stayed and had lunch with her, perhaps nothing would've happened to her. He stepped forward, took her arm, and scooped her up before walking out of the ward. "I found a better hospital for you. Let me take you there," he said gently.Anger was written all over her face, but she didn't want to make a scene in the ward. Once they were outside, she demanded,
Quentin thought Noelle must have heard those rumors, and that was why she was so heartbroken.Immediately, a wave of guilt and heartache surged within him.He stepped into the hospital building.In the hospital room, Yvette was angrily telling Noelle, "Noelle, don't be sad. There are plenty of good men in this world. If worse comes to worst, just dump Quentin! After all, he's blind and heartless!""What are you talking about?"When Quentin's ominous voice sounded, Yvette stood up from the bedside while puffing out her cheeks in anger.Despite the immense pressure emanating from Quentin, she grew even more furious.She stood there and pouted angrily, not saying a word.Quentin glared at her fiercely. "Get out!"So, this was what Yvette said about him when he was not around. He had just been telling others off for gossiping, but it turned out Yvette was also gossiping with such righteous indignation!Yvette pursed her lips and stormed out angrily.Quentin's dark gaze softened
The car was driven into the courtyard of the mansion.Mark walked into the house with a steady stride.Janet had spent the day volunteering at a welfare home with her good friends and had just arrived home. Seeing Mark return, she said, "Perfect timing, help me with my zipper."Janet was wearing a dress with a zipper at the back, which was stuck halfway and wouldn't budge.Mark walked over with a smile in his eyes. He grabbed the zipper tab and pulled it down, freeing it. "It was stuck," he said.His face showed the same gentle affection as when he was young. Janet couldn't help but tiptoe and kiss the corner of his mouth before smiling and saying, "I'm going to take a shower.""Mm." Mark's gentle affection was flawless.Janet walked toward the bathroom in just her underwear. Though she was middle-aged, her figure was still well-maintained, and she retained her youthful grace. Her skin was soft, and though slightly loose, it was still much better than most women her age.Mark w
Dennis felt disgruntled and unwilling, and he shouted at Quentin in the private room of the club. When he found out it was about Xyla again, he wanted to strangle her.Quentin brought out a bottle of his cherished wine. "I'm offering you a drink. Aren't you happy?"Seeing the wine he had long wanted to taste but Quentin had always been reluctant to share, Dennis snorted. "Just get to the point!"Quentin poured a glass for each of them and downed half of his in one gulp before saying, "Do you think what happened that day was real?"Dennis took a sip, savoring the long-desired taste. "What do you mean?""Do you think Xyla being bullied was real?"Dennis replied, "Obviously not! How convenient is it that she got bullied just as you walked out of the private room? Not before, not after, but right when you were there to play the hero!"Quentin frowned and still found it hard to understand."But what woman would arrange to have herself humiliated?"Dennis raised an eyebrow. "Xyla, o
Quentin couldn't bear to see her struggle.Noelle blushed at the thought of him helping her with a bedpan. She would never allow that.As she tried to lie down, Quentin said, "Wait!"There was still some toothpaste foam at the corner of her mouth. He gently wiped it away with a tissue.Noelle stiffened.Outside the door, Xyla watched the scene and clenched her fists tightly with an undisguised look of malice. She turned and walked away.At Kingston Corporation, Xyla barged into Gabriel's office.Gabriel's face darkened immediately. "Xyla? Who let you in here?"He preferred to keep his dealings with her in the shadows as he treated her as nothing more than a lowlife unworthy of public association.Xyla coldly said, "Last night, they were back together after all your efforts. You're useless, Gabriel!"Seeing Quentin tenderly caring for Noelle had driven her to forget that she had sought Gabriel’s alliance and that she shouldn't be speaking to him this way.Gabriel stared at he
Liana hurriedly moved her bicycle away with one foot on the ground, but there was still a noticeable dent on the Bugatti.At that moment, Dennis opened the car door and got out. Standing tall before Liana, he could see the top of her head.With a slight, meaningful smile, Dennis removed his sunglasses, revealed his strikingly handsome face, and said sternly, "Miss, have I done something to offend you?"Liana quickly responded in a nervous tone, "I'm sorry, sir. I didn't mean to. How about this, I'll pay for the repair costs, okay?"She thought it wouldn't cost much for such a small dent.Dennis seemed to consider it for a moment. "I don't have time to get it repaired right now. How about you give me your name and contact information, and I'll call you later. You can transfer the money to me online."Liana hastily provided her name and phone number.Dennis dialed her number to verify and heard her phone ring in her backpack. He smiled slightly as he said, "Alright, you can go now
Dennis quickly followed after him, but Quentin was nowhere to be seen in the corridor."Noelle, I'm leaving. Take care and get well soon!" Dennis called out toward the hospital room before departing.Noelle's clenched fingers silently relaxed, while Yvette let out a long breath. She was clearly shaken.She plopped down on the bed. "That scared me to death!"Yvette was always like this—resentful of Quentin's ruthlessness and eager to defy his authority, yet still afraid of his power.Yvette stayed with Noelle the entire day and only left in the evening. Quentin never showed up.Noelle figured he must be furious and was unwilling to face her.After all, given his jealousy, it wasn't surprising.Just then, a gentle voice came from outside, "Is this Noelle's room? Yes, thank you."Upon receiving confirmation, John entered."Johnie?"Noelle looked at the tall figure in surprise.Seeing Noelle, John finally relaxed."Your foot's injured? Does it still hurt?"He set down the fru