"Quint's drunk, Noelle. Could you come pick him up?" Dennis glanced at Quentin, who was slumped over the table, intoxicated.Noelle's heart skipped a beat. "I'll be right there."…At a bar, Quentin held his drink with a weary grip, as if the alcohol was the only outlet for his pent-up frustration. "I don't know what to do about Xyla anymore, Dennis. My men went to that remote village with her picture and asked around, and those two women were her and Ava. "But she claims that after she was assaulted, she had nowhere to go, so she followed Eugene. It's been so long, and it happened in a remote village, so there's no way to investigate further. "What do you think I should do now? If I take her word and she's deceiving me, I'll look like a fool. But if she's telling the truth and I've wronged her, I'd be letting my savior down. I…" He felt very dejected. Dennis responded, "Honestly, I think it's all a lie. That woman's got more tricks up her sleeve than you can count. Hey, stop
Noelle was aware that Xyla was once again playing on Quentin's heartstrings. Sadly, it always seemed to work without fail. "It's getting late. You should get some rest. We can talk about this tomorrow." All of a sudden, she felt a surge of compassion for the man in front of her. There was nothing wrong with his good-hearted nature; the real problem stemmed from Xyla's wickedness. Quentin took her advice and drifted off to sleep.…The next morning, she woke up and found him propped up on one elbow, his obsidian-like eyes staring at her unblinkingly. Noelle gasped. "What the hell are you doing?"Quentin grinned and looked especially charming on such a bright morning. "Nothing. I was just looking at you." He looked refreshed. He got out of bed. "Come with me to the cemetery later to visit Xyla's brother, Elle. I've been wanting to introduce you to him for a while now!"It seemed like he had completely forgotten about what he had said the night before—how he wished he hadn't b
Noelle rolled her eyes at him before opening the car door and getting in. "I'm just saying, isn't it true that girls take after their dads and boys take after their moms?"Quentin thought about it for a moment and scowled. "This is getting more and more ridiculous!" Noelle made a face and ignored him.Janet called while the couple was on their way home. "Are you free right now, Elle? Come over and take a look at which of these pieces of jewelry goes best with your wedding gown!" Janet was at the top jewelry store in Dragfort at the moment.Noelle responded, "Mom, I have plenty of jewelry already. I can just pick one of them!""How could you just pick from any one of your old pieces, you silly girl? You need to wear new jewelry for your wedding! Hurry up, I'll be waiting!"Quentin, who was in the front seat, chuckled. "If Mom's paying, you might as well go along with it. You'd be silly not to."Janet overheard him on the phone and chided, "All you know is how to scheme against you
Noelle was taken aback. "This is way too expensive, Lorraine! There is no way I'm getting this!" She tried to take the necklace Lorraine had placed around her neck off.However, Janet interjected, "We're definitely getting this! Ms. Summer has excellent taste. This jewelry set suits you perfectly!"Janet didn't have a daughter of her own, and Noelle was her one and only daughter-in-law, so she was more than happy to spend on her. Lorraine felt both envious and sad.And just like that, Janet spent almost 200 million dollars in a single morning. As it was already noon, Janet turned to Lorraine and asked, "Why don't you join us for lunch, Ms. Summer?"Lorraine readily agreed. "Sure!" So, the three of them headed to a nearby restaurant. Noelle accompanied Janet to the restroom, leaving Lorraine alone outside the private dining room. As fate would have it, she ran into Mark, who was there to meet a client. Mark frowned, but he couldn't help but stop in his tracks and ask, "You're
Mark walked over and calmly took a seat beside Janet. "What a coincidence!"Under the table, Janet took his hand, and he gently held hers. "I went to pick out some jewelry for Elle this morning and ran into Ms. Summer. So, we decided to grab lunch together. Do you remember Ms. Summer, Mark?" Janet asked."Of course, I remember. You're making it sound as if I'm too old to remember anything," he chuckled."It's good to see you, Mr. Lowe." Suppressing the unease in her heart, Lorraine beamed.Mark met her gaze with a warm smile. "Yes, it's good to see you too, Ms. Summer."Janet suddenly recalled something amusing and said, "Guess what? I noticed that Ms. Summer has the same wallpaper on her phone as Mr. Walsh! Women all over the world are into roses, it seems."Mark's palms were starting to get a little sweaty. Suppressing his murderous intent, he told Janet, "If you like roses as well, I'll send you one every day."He paused before continuing, "I have a client to attend to, so I'
Quentin had no choice but to let go of Noelle. "Then, let me at least touch you."Noelle blushed and slapped him. "You perv!"The sound of a sharp slap pierced through the air. Both Quentin and Noelle froze for a moment. He seized her hand, which had just slapped him, and demanded. "Caress my face, got it? If you don't, you'll see what happens!"Noelle had no choice but to caress his face. "Happy now, big guy?"Quentin grinned before pretending to be annoyed and spitting out, "Fine, you can go."Noelle headed off to study. Just then, his phone rang. It was sitting on the bedside table, and he immediately noticed the familiar name. "Xyla."His forehead creased. At some point, he had developed an inexplicable aversion to her name, though he couldn't quite recall when it had first begun. He didn't want to hear this name, and he didn't want to answer her call either. But his sense of responsibility compelled him to answer his phone. Xyla sounded calm as she said, "I've decided no
"Elle, please don't press any further. I'm doing this for your own good! Now, take your things and go!" Lorraine walked over to the bed and lay down.Noelle couldn't leave her in such a state. She followed her and insisted, "No way! You're coming with me to the hospital!"Noelle had known Lorraine for three years, and she had never seen her this battered and bruised. What's more, there were probably more injuries that she couldn't see. She helped Lorraine up. "Come on, we're going!"Lorraine was also at her limit. It was evident that those men had done serious damage to her body; she was in immense pain, and she was bleeding nonstop. So, she nodded. And so, Noelle took Lorraine to Dragfort Hospital. Lorraine was struggling to walk; she looked like she was about to pass out after taking a couple of steps. Noelle had a tough time helping her into the examination room.It was at that precise moment that she spotted Quentin's tall, slender figure standing outside the emergency room i
Lorraine smiled wryly. "This is my comeuppance, Elle."Lorraine needed to be hospitalized, so Noelle took care of the admission procedures and stayed at the hospital to look after her. Xyla's ward was next door. Quentin had been in there all day. The two of them hadn't seen each other since their meeting at noon. He sent her a message to let her know that Xyla was out of danger and that he would stay a little longer before returning home. He also told her not to worry.Noelle read the message and didn't know how to feel, so she didn't respond. An hour later, she went to get some water and ran into Quentin. Perhaps because he had donated blood to Xyla, his complexion was pallid."Elle…" As soon as he noticed her, he walked over and wrapped his arms around her. "Let's not have children in the future, Elle. Let's be DINKs for life."Xyla's condition had genuinely shaken him up. Even though she was having an abortion, he was still afraid—afraid that something would go wrong when No