Chapter 302

Like grains of sand slipping through his fingers, Quentin watched as Noelle's tall figure descended the stairs. He felt a vast emptiness engulf his heart at that moment.

Noelle didn't let Amy stay at Windsor Villa. She dropped her off at a hotel, paid for a month's lodging and meals, and then headed to the hospital.

…

Lorraine was drifting in and out of consciousness when she noticed someone standing next to her bed. The man appeared as gentlemanly and refined as ever as he said, "If only you had known then what you know now, Lorraine Summer!"

Her voice cracked as she called out, "Mark Lowe!"

"Lorraine?" Noelle pushed the door open and walked in. As soon as she spotted Lorraine sitting on the bed, her face streaked with tears, she asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

It might have been her imagination, but Noelle thought she heard Lorraine calling out for Mark. It didn't make sense to her, though. After all, Mark and Lorraine had no association with each other.

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