Noelle felt a little down. "You don't have to worry about Lorraine's bar anymore. She probably doesn't appreciate us getting involved in her affairs."Quentin arched his brow, slightly surprised. After a while, he said, "I'm glad you get it."…Meanwhile, in another part of town, Xyla smashed everything in her apartment to smithereens, her face contorted with rage. Ava looked at the mess on the floor and sighed. "Do you think we're still living in the old days when we had a bottomless bank account and could replace everything you broke? We're down to our last pennies, and we can't afford to replace anything you break!"Sitting on the couch, she couldn't help but grumble, "I told you to lay low for a while, but you wouldn't listen! You just had to go and mess with Noelle; now, look what you've done—Quentin can't even be bothered to talk to you anymore!"Xyla had had enough and yelled at Ava at the top of her lungs, "Will you just shut up already?" Ava's face paled, and fell silen
Xyla ended the call angrily. When she turned around and noticed Eugene sprawled on the floor, she frowned and called Gabriel again. "Help me get rid of Eugene, and I promise that once I return to Quentin's side, I'll make sure you get what you want!"Gabriel had already begun to regret the harsh tone he'd used with Xyla. After all, she was no pushover; she might actually find a way to return to Quentin's side. Hence, he responded lowly, "This is your last chance, Xyla. If I don't see results within a month, you're dead meat!"Xyla was well aware that he meant business. She tightened her grip on her phone. After Gabriel's men took Eugene away, she left her apartment. She watched Quentin emerge from his company building, get into his car, and drive to Restaurant Blanc. There, he got out of his car and walked into the restaurant with a few clients. All the while, Xyla clutched something tightly in her hand. She wanted to spike Quentin's drink with an aphrodisiac and show up when it
Noelle's cheeks turned bright red as she realized what he was talking about. "I don't know! I didn't count!" Truth was, they hadn't done it since she had moved back in. Noelle tried to back away but had nowhere to go, so she sat on the edge of the nightstand, knocking over the vase behind her. Quentin continued, "I know. It's been a month and three days." He placed his hands on the nightstand and bent down to kiss her neck.Noelle felt the temperature in the room rise. While avoiding his kisses, she said, "I still need to study later. If you drain all of my energy now, I'm going to fail my exams!""I'll move; you can just lie there," he murmured. Noelle protested, "I don't want to do it!" Quentin insisted, "Yes, you do!"Despite her protests, he scooped her up and laid her on the bed. After a tempest of passion, Noelle was so exhausted she couldn't even get up. Quentin carried her to the shower, and after a quick wash, she drifted off to sleep. He joined her, wrapping his ar
Noelle smiled at Quentin and continued to eat without saying a word.…Soon, it was lunchtime the next day. Quentin made a special trip back home to have lunch with Noelle, as she had her postgraduate entrance exam the following day. Worried that she might be nervous, he had been spending as much time as possible at home with her over the last few days. While she studied, he worked. Halfway through lunch, his phone rang. He answered it, and whatever he heard made his expression darken. He also stiffened, as if an unexpected frost had settled over him. After hanging up, Quentin shifted his deep gaze toward Noelle and said, "Xyla has leukemia, Elle." Noelle froze, and the cutlery she was holding clattered to the table. "I'm going to the hospital, but I'll be back soon!" Quentin rose from his seat, giving her shoulder a reassuring squeeze before heading out. Noelle took a deep breath. She knew all too well that her marriage was about to be thrown into disarray again. She decided
As soon as Noelle woke up in the morning, she called Quentin. He said he'd be there for her whole exam, but it didn't look like he could make it now. Nevertheless, she still held out a glimmer of hope."My exams are coming up soon, Quentin. Could you come along with me?" she asked, feeling a little nervous. Noelle really wanted him to be there for her. Plus, the traffic would be horrible that day, and she wasn't a very good driver. She hoped he could give her a ride.Quentin glanced at the patient in the ICU, hooked up to all sorts of machines, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Elle, but I can't go with you right now. I'll ask Martin to take you."Disappointment surged within Noelle. She really wanted to tell him that she was his wife and that he should be here with her right now. Yet, she knew better than to compete with someone who was battling a terminal illness."Okay," she choked out. Noelle packed her belongings, and Martin showed up in no time. Right before she headed out
Noelle was shaking like a leaf when she called Quentin, but he didn't pick up. "Elle?" Just then, a familiar voice sounded. Noelle looked up and noticed John striding toward her. Tears immediately trickled down her cheeks. "Johnnie, I've lost my ID. I can't sit for the exam…" Unable to hold it in anymore, she broke down in tears.John frowned. He walked over, pulled her into his arms, and patted her back comfortingly. "Don't worry, I'll figure something out."He glanced at his wristwatch. There were only ten minutes left before the exam. There was a police station right next to the university. "We should be fine," he surmised. John immediately turned around and stopped a motorcyclist. "Could we borrow your motorcycle for a bit, sir? We need to get a replacement ID. Here, take mine." He handed over his ID as collateral. The motorcyclist was a parent who was here to drop off their child for the exam. He understood the urgency of the situation and felt for them. He accepted John
Tears welled up in Noelle's eyes when she thought about what had happened in the morning. John said softly, "Don't worry about it. It wasn't a big deal. If something like that happens again, remember to stay calm, okay?"He recalled the state she was in when he arrived; she was crying her eyes out, covered in mud, and asking everyone who walked by for her ID. It broke his heart to see her like that."I will." Noelle nodded, her eyes glistening with tears. "Elle!" Quentin called out from a distance, his expression grim.Noelle turned around and noticed him, though she had no idea when he had arrived. Quentin demanded, "Come here!"She didn't budge, her eyes glinting with disdain and tears. "Quentin Lowe, you weren't around when I needed you most. So, why are you here now?" Noticing the hatred in her eyes, he frowned and softened his tone. "Elle, I get that you're upset at me because I wasn't there for your exam, but I'm still your husband; shouldn't you be standing by my side
"Elle!" John called out, his breath hitching in his throat. However, Noelle had already walked over to the Bentley. She yanked open the rear door and climbed in. John watched the Bentley disappear into the distance. For a moment, he struggled to catch his breath. In a fit of rage, he slammed his fist into the car window.Meanwhile, Quentin called Martin as he drove. "I need an RV for Noelle's lunch break." Then, he hung up the phone.He drove straight to a restaurant outside Dragfort University but couldn't find a parking spot. He then drove back to Dragfort University, parked outside the exam hall, and ordered food from Restaurant Blanc.Lunch break was short, so he couldn't waste it on the road. After hanging up the phone, Quentin opened the rear car door and climbed inside with a steely expression. "I'll be here for you for the rest of your exams, so you don't need to look for John!"He felt his blood boil when he thought about her holding that cup of hot chocolate John gave h