Quentin was at a loss for words. Even though the alpaca grossed him out, he had to put up with it because it was his wife's pet. He wiped the spit off with a tissue and gave the alpaca a dirty look."Stay down there; don't you dare come upstairs!" she said without a backward glance, assuming he would follow her upstairs. Quentin was dumbfounded. He turned around and glanced at the small, five-foot-long fabric couch. He tugged at the corner of his lips before walking over to lie down on it. He was stoked that she was letting him crash here, so he wasn't going to be finicky about anything.Noelle felt so safe with Quentin around that she fell right asleep and didn't have any nightmares that night. She slept like a baby, but Quentin wasn't as lucky. At nearly 6'3", he found it incredibly difficult to get comfortable on the small couch. He tossed and turned all night, and just when he was about to drift off, the alpaca came over and spat right in his face. He opened his eyes and look
Noelle shuddered at the thought of how he had once ordered people to gang-rape and torture Lorraine. The chilling possibility that he might also be the one who had burned Lorraine to death made her silently clench her fists.Fortunately, at that moment, a familiar voice called out from behind, "Elle!" Quentin hurried over and said, "I'm back." Once he was close, he held her hand. Noelle felt a wave of relief as his warm hand enveloped hers. Quentin, too, felt his anxiety dissipate, as even a second apart from her was enough to make him feel uneasy now.Mark chuckled. "And here I thought you guys had gotten into another argument." He turned around and told Fred, "Since Quentin's here, let's head out." With that, he left the ward.Quentin wheeled Fred out of the hospital. All of them got into the MPV and returned to Lowe Mansion. Inside the slowly advancing black sedan, Mark glanced at the MPV that had been left far behind and asked lowly, "It's been days; haven't you guys found a
Hence, when Janet emerged from Fred's bedroom, Mark cornered her in the kitchen and pulled out a delicate jewelry box from his pocket. He opened it, revealing a stunning necklace from a high-end brand. "Do you like it?"Janet looked at the necklace and wondered if he had used similar gifts to cajole his mistress. "I bet you've used this trick countless times on your mistress, huh?" she sneered as she took the box from him.With an arched brow and a touch of mockery in her gaze, she suddenly seemed more alluring. Mark found himself strangely drawn to her. "She can't even hold a candle to you!" He reached into the box and was about to place the necklace around her neck. Janet released her grip on the box, letting it and the necklace fall to the ground. "I bet you've said those exact words to your mistress as well, Mr. Lowe!"Mark was caught off guard. Then, he smiled. "Of course not. I was just fooling around with that woman; she's nothing compared to you!"Lorraine had always been
Noelle felt like she was about to crack. Sitting next to such a monster and listening to him jest about her future sent shivers down her spine. Noelle forced a smile, and as soon as the chess game was over, she left in defeat.Fred's return from the hospital brought his sons and their families to Lowe Mansion, filling it with chatter and activity. However, Noelle felt a persistent chill, as though Mark was constantly watching her from behind.From a distance, Madison noticed something was off with her expression, so she came over and asked, "Noelle, you don't look so well. Are you okay?"Noelle smiled. "Yeah, sort of." She wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. She didn't want to stay another minute in Lowe Mansion."Let me take you to the hospital!" Madison offered, concerned."I'll take care of that." A tall figure strode over. Quentin held Noelle's hand and led her away."What's wrong?" Chance asked as he walked over.Madison shook her head. "It's nothing." She turne
Quentin walked over to the couch to take a call. Chance was on the line. "You've always been the one in charge of the Havenport City project, so why are you sending me there?"Quentin responded, "I can't go because Xyla's surgery is the day after tomorrow.""Alright," Chance responded.As soon as Noelle came downstairs after changing her clothes, she heard Quentin's voice. She silently clenched her fists and laughed at herself for being moved moments ago. "You really are too easy to impress, you fool," she thought to herself. Noelle went straight to the kitchen to make herself something to eat. She hadn't had lunch at Lowe Mansion, so she was pretty hungry at the moment. Quentin hung up the phone and walked over. "I'll do it." He rolled up his sleeves, took the vegetables she was about to wash, and rinsed them carefully under the faucet. He looked every bit the ideal husband—except for the fact that he was always thinking about another woman.…Meanwhile, everyone had left aft
Quentin walked over and hugged Noelle. "Once Xyla's discharged from the hospital, I'll send her off to the Utopia States right away. Then, no one will be able to bother us again."Her heart skipped a beat. Could he really follow through this time?Just then, his phone rang. He let go of her to answer it. After listening to what was said on the other end, he frowned. "How could he have fallen from the escalator? Alright, I'll be right there!"He ended the call and told Noelle, "My father just fell off the escalator. I'm going to check on him. Do you want to come along?"There was a glint in his eyes, a look she couldn't quite place. "Go ahead without me," she said, shaking her head. Mark was a wolf in sheep's clothing; she wanted nothing to do with him, so there was no way she'd go see him.Quentin's expression softened. His eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled and pinched her cheek. "Alright, you can stay here then."His demeanor made her feel a little disoriented. Fortunate
Quentin responded, "Keep going until he's admitted to Bedlam Hospital!"Bedlam Hospital was a mental asylum in Dragfort, so the person on the other end of the line immediately caught on. "Understood, Mr. Lowe."After hanging up, Quentin tucked his phone into his pocket and stepped into the elevator. As the numbers on the display ticked down, his expression became more resolute. …Noelle felt a sense of relief when she learned that Mark was hospitalized. Surely a man with a broken leg wouldn't be scheming against her within the confines of a hospital?Just then, the door creaked open, and Quentin walked in. He was holding a white plush dog. As soon as he walked in, he handed it to her. "This is for you. Do you like it?"He had never given her gifts before. The only times he did were on her birthday or their anniversary, and even then, it was done more out of obligation. So, she was genuinely surprised when he gave her that stuffed animal.However, the puppy was just too adorable
The bodyguard was flattered and immediately started teaching Mark. Mark didn't sleep at all for the next few hours. His surgery was scheduled for 9:00 am. By the time it started, Mark was exhausted and listless.Noelle didn't want to be there, but as the eldest granddaughter-in-law of the Lowe family, she had to come. Everyone from the Lowe family, except Fred and Chance, who was away on business, waited outside the operating room.When Mark was wheeled out, Noelle instinctively reached for Quentin's hand, intertwining her fingers with his. He responded by enveloping her hand in his. As soon as Mark saw their intertwined hands, he became even more determined to get rid of Noelle. He was wheeled into the ward, and the entire family gathered around him, asking him a million questions with worried faces. Mark was exhausted. "I'm fine, so you can all go now. I only need Jan, Quentin, and Elle to stay." His relatives were afraid they'd disturb his rest, so all of them left. Mark the