Lorraine came from an impoverished mountain village but managed to get into a prestigious university in Dragfort. However, while she was still studying, her parents both fell seriously ill. To support her family, Lorraine started working as an escort in a club, and it was during that time that she'd met Mark.Mark then kept her as his mistress.Mark was furious and humiliated. Luckily, he reacted quickly. If he had been slower and Janet discovered the secrets on his phone, his marriage would have been over.A broken family, a ruined reputation, and being stripped of everything by Fred—those were things he couldn't bear.He slapped Lorraine multiple times, leaving her face swollen and red. Only after he himself was disheveled did he snort and leave angrily.Quentin returned to Windsor Villa to find Noelle studying diligently under the lamp.Quentin walked over, cupped her face, and pecked her soft lips. "What should I do? I can't wait to see what our wedding will look like."Noel
Gabriel let out a cold laugh. "You'd better show me your worth!"He had his men transfer a modest sum of money to the account Xyla provided for her to make her own way back.Xyla showed up with Eugene as soon as she saw the commercial vehicle with the license plate Gabriel had specified.Gabriel sat in the front passenger seat in sunglasses. He asked, "Who's this?"Xyla replied, "My friend."She led Eugene and Ava into the car. Gabriel glanced at Eugene but didn't say anything. He just took them to an ordinary apartment building. "You'll stay here."Xyla looked at the building. "What about my friend? Where will he stay?"She didn't want to live with Eugene. This wasn't the remote mountain village anymore. She still intended to marry Quentin. Living with someone like him was unacceptable.Gabriel's patience had worn thin. "Where he stays is your problem, not mine. Now get out of the car!"Xyla had no choice but to get out.As soon as they were out, Gabriel drove off.Eugene w
Xyla was extremely furious. She screamed and ran out of the shop."Miss, your clothes!" The shop assistant called after her, but Xyla didn't return.Layla thought for a moment and then took out her phone to message Noelle. She and Noelle were friends now, and her boyfriend was introduced to her by Noelle."Mrs. Lowe, I just saw Xyla. She seemed down and was shopping for clothes in a roadside store. But it looks like she doesn't know about your and Mr. Lowe's wedding. Be careful; she seemed very angry and might do something drastic."Noelle paused when she saw Layla's message. So, Xyla was back. She was indeed persistent.She sent a message to Quentin. "It seems like Xyla is back."Quentin replied. "Oh, so soon. I guess we didn't throw her far enough."Seeing his casual response, Noelle raised an eyebrow. Could it be that he truly didn't care about Xyla anymore?Noelle teased him and said, "I heard she's in a pretty bad state. Don't you feel sorry for her?"Quentin responded, "
Noelle stepped out of the taxi and limped slightly as she entered the bar. Lorraine was startled. "What happened to you?"Noelle feigned annoyance. "You're only concerned about me now"Lorraine clicked her tongue and walked over to help her. "You never told me you hurt your foot!"She instructed someone to bring some fruit drinks and helped Noelle to an empty seat. "So, what happened to your foot?"The bar was nearly empty that afternoon.Noelle glanced at her injured foot. "It happened when the restaurant collapsed. Something fell on it, but it's almost healed now."Lorraine stood up in shock. "You were there? Were you seriously injured?"Noelle smiled. "It's just a minor injury, don't worry!"Lorraine let out a sigh of relief but still said, "You should have told me! I would have come to see you."Noelle sighed. "I did message you. I asked you to visit me in the hospital, but you never replied!""When did I not reply?" Lorraine suddenly froze, remembering the time Mark had
Xyla's tears ran down her cheeks.Quentin forced himself to speak more gently. "Don't worry, I'll get you the best obstetrician."He realized he had been careless, not considering what could happen to a young woman left in the mountains. Despite Xyla's schemes, she was still a vulnerable young woman.Thinking about the men who had violated her, Quentin felt overwhelming guilt. If he had gone to her sooner, perhaps none of this would have happened. Now, he just felt he owed her.Xyla nodded. "I'll listen to you, Quint."Quentin assumed she was still living in her old, rundown apartment. Feeling guilty, he decided she shouldn't stay in such a terrible place anymore. He told Martin, "The apartment at Liam Bay is vacant. Take Ms. Cadwell there."With that, he left.Martin was unwilling as he knew Xyla's manipulative nature. She was pregnant now, and who knew what chaos she would bring next?"Ms. Cadwell, this way, please," he said politely.Xyla resumed her arrogant demeanor. Alth
Noelle couldn't help but choke up. "Quentin, go find Xyla! Otherwise, I don't mind leaving."She immediately jumped off the bed and went to the closet to grab her suitcase, ready to pack her things and leave.Behind her, there was a loud bang as Quentin kicked the door open.Noelle was startled. She looked up to see Quentin, his brows furrowed, striding over to her and grabbing her wrist."Elle, it's true I went with Xyla to the obstetrician's office, but that child isn't mine."Noelle was stunned. She fixed her tear-filled eyes on him. "Then whose is it?"Quentin said, "Xyla was raped by several men in that remote mountain area, so no one knows whose child it is."Noelle was incredulous, her wide eyes flashing with doubt. "Are you sure she's telling the truth?"Xyla was cunning and shameless, repeatedly challenging Noelle's understanding of her. Noelle doubted the authenticity of this claim.Quentin looked into her eyes. "Imagine a young and beautiful girl thrown into a desol
"No way, boss." The employees all wore innocent expressions.Noelle joked with them for a bit before heading to her office to handle some business.Not long after, Mark arrived."Dad?"Noelle was surprised to see him.Mark glanced at her and then sat on the couch. "Elle, you must have heard that Xyla is pregnant. That child is Quentin's. Do you still want to marry him?"Noelle stared at Mark in shock."Dad, that's not Quentin's child."It turned out that Mark had misunderstood just like she did.Mark gave a slight smile. "If it's not Quentin's child, why would he accompany her for prenatal checkups? Elle, don't deceive yourself. You're young and beautiful and can find someone better. You and Quentin aren't a good match. Don't waste your time with the Lowe family, okay?"His eyes were cold as he spoke. He didn't give Noelle a chance to respond before he left.Noelle stood there in a daze.She knew Mark had a grudge against her because of that incident and had even asked Jane
"Elle, I need to go to the hospital first. Let's visit the bridal shop another day."After answering the call, Quentin turned his head, his eyes filled with anxiety.Noelle frowned and suspected that this might have something to do with Xyla."Are you going to see Xyla?" she asked, puzzled.Quentin nodded. "Yes." After a moment of thought, he decided to tell her, "She went for a medical abortion today, but it seems it didn't go well."Noelle laughed slightly. "She always has some reason to cling to you, don't you think?"She was smiling, but her tone was sarcastic.Quentin considered it and said, "If you're worried, you can come with me."Noelle nodded. "Alright."At the hospital, Xyla was sitting in the female specialist's office with a pale and gloomy face while holding an ultrasound report.When Quentin pushed open the door, Xyla said with tears in her eyes, "Doctor, I can't keep this child. Please help me abort the child."Noelle heard Xyla's broken voice and frowned whi