Even though Gabriel's message made her sick to the stomach and wiped out any gratitude she felt for him, Noelle was still mad at Quentin. "Fine, if you don't believe me, then don't." Quentin rose from his seat and left. Noelle felt a knot in her stomach and left soon after. As soon as Quentin got into the car, Martin sent him the call logs he'd copied from Gabriel's phone. Quentin went through the call logs and found numerous entries between Gabriel and Xyla over the past two months. Xyla had even reached out to Gabriel when she had been isolated in that remote village. Quentin inhaled sharply. He doubted Xyla could pull everything off on her own. Hence, he was convinced that Gabriel was the person who was helping her behind the scenes.…Meanwhile, Gabriel was finally freed from the storage room. He picked up his phone off the ground and, in a fit of rage, trashed the entire café. After trashing the place, he called Noelle. He didn't want her to think he was the type to bail o
Noelle was equally baffled. "I think it's because her ex keeps pestering her, so she's using this method to get rid of him," she speculated.Danielle shook her head, exasperated. "Alright, I'll give the OB-GYN a heads-up!""Thanks, Danielle!" Noelle's eyes crinkled into a smile.Zion cocked his head and watched her silently with interest. As soon as she left, he asked Danielle, "Is your junior seeing anyone?"Danielle pondered for a moment, "Noelle's divorced, so that means she's single." Hence, she shook her head. "Nope."He asked, "Could you set me up with her? My parents have been urging me to settle down. It's not every day that I come across someone who catches my eye, so I have to act on it!"Danielle was at a loss for words.…After leaving the doctor's office, Noelle spotted Ava wheeling Xyla down the corridor, and there were two well-dressed women standing across from them. Xyla was wearing a remarkably realistic wig and had her face made up; she looked much better tha
Noelle was just about to walk over and greet Lorraine when a man walked up to her. "Hurry up, Ms. Summer, you still need to do a blood test!"Noelle had no idea who this man was, and as she wondered who he might be, he said, "Mr. Lowe's waiting for you!"Noelle's mind went blank, and she froze. Which "Mr. Lowe" was he referring to? Was it Quentin? As soon as that thought crossed her mind, her blood ran cold.If Lorraine's "used dildo" was Quentin, she wouldn't know how to face her from now on. But if it wasn't Quentin, she couldn't think of another wealthy Lowe family in Dragfort. No wonder Quentin had always urged her to stay away from Lorraine! He must've been worried she'd find out about their affair if they got too close! Noelle shook her head as she tried to make sense of it all. She trudged back to her apartment, threw herself onto the bed, and felt utterly drained. Even when she went to Restaurant Blanc later that night, she still felt hazy and disoriented.Danielle introd
Quentin's eyes narrowed dangerously as he glared at Zion. "Do you have a death wish?" he asked through gritted teeth. Zion was stumped.Quentin reached out and seized Noelle's arm, yanking her away from Zion. Zion frowned, adjusting his gold-rimmed glasses. "What on earth are you doing, Quentin?""What am I doing? I should be asking you that!" Qunetin's eyes bore into Zion with such intensity that the latter felt a shiver run down his spine.Dennis pulled Zion aside. "What's wrong with you? Why are you hitting on Noelle of all people?""Hang on, what was her name again?" Zion asked, as he thought her name sounded familiar. Dennis reiterated, "Noelle! Quentin's wife!"Zion's body instantly went rigid. He had been in the Utopia States during the three years of Noelle and Quentin's marriage. He had never seen her in person; he had only seen their wedding photo, but he had long forgotten what she looked like.Yet, he did remember her name. What a bizarre coincidence. Elle was Noell
Noelle was lost in thought when Quentin took her hand and led her toward his Bentley. "This woman just needs to be put in her place!" he brooded. He shoved her into the car and hopped in with a scowl. "Take us home!" he demanded.Martin was in the middle of a video call with his girlfriend when Quentin and Noelle jumped into the car. He was startled and immediately ended the call. While wondering what was going on with these two now, he started the engine. "Stop the car!" Noelle yelled. Of course, Martin wasn't going to do what she said. He worked for Quentin, after all. He slowly maneuvered the car onto the main road. Furious, Noelle yanked on the car handle. Quentin hurriedly seized her arm. "Are you trying to get yourself killed?""You're fucking insane, Quentin Lowe!" she cursed. His face flushed with anger, and he sneered, "Oh, I'm the one who's insane? I'm probably insane because of you!" Out of the blue, she had accused him of cheating on her with her best friend.
Noelle: "He didn't."Zion breathed a sigh of relief. "Anyway, feel free to ask me anything anytime!"Noelle: "Thank you." She was equally surprised to find out that Zion was friends with Quentin. There was no further response from Zion, so she continued studying until she was tired and then went to bed. Zion realized it wouldn't be appropriate for him to contact Noelle directly, considering how possessive Quentin was. However, he had already told Noelle at Restaurant Blanc that he had a book that would be helpful for her next exam, and he had asked her to come to his office to pick it up tomorrow. If she made the trip to his office and Quentin found out, he'd definitely flip out. Also, there was no telling what he might do when he was angry. "I'll just ask Quentin to come by and get it," Zion concluded.Hence, he called Quentin. "I have a book that'll really help your wife with her exam. Why don't you swing by and get it for her tomorrow?""She doesn't need it!" Quentin snapped
"Okay." Noelle finally felt reassured and nodded.Zion really wanted to comfort the young lady a little more, but he was at work, and he had no time to spare. "I have to get back to work now. If you need anything or have any questions, just give me a call!"Noelle nodded again, and Zion went off to work, looking quite dashing in his white coat. Noelle turned around and left the hospital. After she left, Quentin also left Xyla's ward. As soon as he got into the car, Martin said, "We've got an update on Xyla, Mr. Lowe."Quentin had just placed a listening device under Xyla's bed. The device was linked to Martin's phone. "Go ahead, play it," Quentin said, leaning back in his seat with his eyes closed.Martin launched the listening app, and they heard Xyla's smug voice. "Gabriel, Quentin said he'll marry me as soon as I'm in better shape. You need to get a move on! You had so much time to win Noelle over; what's taking so long?"Xyla couldn't rest easy until Gabriel had slept with N
Noelle pondered for a moment. "Let's call her Nellie! Nellie Xanthos!"John chuckled, smitten by her cuteness. "That sounds perfect."He stroked Nellie's head and said, "You have a new owner now, so be a good girl and listen to her, okay?"Nellie hummed in response. "So, what do you plan to do now?" he asked, his expression growing solemn. He hadn't expected Quentin to agree to the divorce, but considering the rumors that he was divorcing Noelle to be with Xyla, his doubts were eased.Noelle cocked her brow. "I'm going to study hard and become a doctor."Then, she smiled and lowered her head to talk to Nellie. "My place is a bit on the small side, Nellie, so you might feel a little cramped over there. But I promise to take you out for walks every day, okay? I hope you won't be too upset about it!"Unable to speak, Nellie nuzzled her hand affectionately. For a moment, John felt disappointed, but he soon came to terms with it. The age gap between them was just too great; her fa