Chapter 374

Quentin eased his car to a stop next to the Volkswagen Sagitar. Then, he got out and tapped on the window. The silence that followed told him all he needed to know; Noelle was fast asleep.

There was a hotel in the rest area, and he wanted nothing more than to get Noelle inside. However, the car door was locked, and he couldn't open it. In the frigid northern night, the car would soon become a frozen tomb.

His heart was heavy with worry as he raised his hand again and pounded on the window. This time, he successfully roused her from sleep. Noelle lifted her head from the steering wheel, looking disoriented. Quentin called her phone again, and this time, she picked up.

"Elle, listen to me; you have to go to the hotel to rest! You'll freeze out here!" In the frigid northern night, Quentin stood tall and elegant in his black Gucci coat. Despite the biting temperatures, he remained impeccably poised and handsome.

Noelle could already feel the cold seeping into her body. Disregarding the