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Christian's lips curled into a smirk, a playful glint in his eyes. "Want me to carry you?"Noelle pressed her lips together. "I'm not crippled, you know."Just then, a luxury car drove by and stopped next to them."What are you two doing out here?" came a voice from the passenger seat as the window rolled down.Christian glanced over at Danny. "None of your business. Keep driving."Danny Tillery had left the party early due to some family matters.His sister, Adele, was in the back seat.She glanced at Christian, then at Noelle, her lips pressed into a thin line.Danny's car drove off, and Christian moved over to Noelle, a mischievous glint in his eyes.He bent slightly and, without warning, scooped her up into his arms.Noelle's heart skipped a beat, and her hands instinctively grabbed his shirt. "Christian, what are you doing? Put me down!"She couldn't understand why he was so fond of picking her up like this. She was a person, after all, but in his arms, she felt as ligh
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Noelle didn't have time to dwell on what Adele's comments meant—she was busy. Before she knew it, it was noon, and Christian had sent flowers again.This time, the bouquet was even more creative—roses with several pens tucked among them.It didn't take long before all the pens were gone, each one claimed by someone.The doctors were more excited about the pens than anything else.Sarah sighed, "I'm so jealous. When will someone chase after me like this?"The male doctor with glasses nearby joked, "I'll chase you!"Sarah shot back, "Yeah, right. I don't want your wife to kill me!"Everyone around them burst into laughter.The male doctor chuckled too. "Just kidding!"Noelle sent a WhatsApp message to Christian. "Stop sending me things. If you've got money to spend, why not use it to improve the meals at the orphanage?"After sending the message, Noelle went back to her work.Meanwhile, at a high-level meeting, Christian heard the buzz of his WhatsApp notification.He glanced
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Noelle paused."And how do you feel about it?" she asked.Madison gave a smile, taking her time with her meal. "How could that happen? He doesn't love me."As they talked, the gentle notes of a piano filled the air.A young man was seated at the piano not far away, playing "Melody for Elise" with elegance.Madison's gaze drifted toward him, her expression becoming almost trance-like.Madison, being a piano teacher, often paid extra attention when she heard someone playing well.Noelle didn't think much of it and excused herself to the restroom.At a nearby table, Chance had just sat down with a friend when he noticed that familiar profile.Madison was quietly watching the pianist, her gaze deep and distant as if she were drawn to the young man at the piano—or perhaps looking through him, seeing something or someone invisible to everyone else.There was a sadness in her eyes.Chance frowned.What was she looking at?When the song ended and the pianist stood up to leave, Mad
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Quentin's pale lips curved into a faint smile. "If I said I'd willingly give my life for you, would you believe me?"His dark eyes gazed at Noelle, filled with emotions too complex to put into words.Noelle didn't respond.What would she do with his life?Meanwhile, after leaving the dinner, Christian received an update from Julian about the incident at Skyline Dine.Christian's long, defined fingers tightened around his glass, and a dark, menacing look crossed his handsome face."Bring me the manager, the installer, and the supplier!"Julian immediately followed his instructions.Before long, the men were brought in, already trembling with fear once they realized who had been nearly injured by that chandelier.They hadn't expected to face such a powerful and terrifying figure.Christian kicked each of them once.Julian was convinced that if Franconia wasn't so far away, Christian would've dragged the manufacturer over to kick him too.After all, their chandelier had nearly
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"Where did you get burned? Let me see!"Noelle's expression was full of concern as she grabbed Christian's hand, wanting to check his injuries.Christian waved it off. "It's nothing, Babe. It'll be fine in a bit."Noelle noticed a few small red spots on his pale hand, likely from the burn.But if she'd looked a moment later, she probably wouldn’t have even seen those.Noelle felt a twinge of irritation—she had worked hard on that handmade pasta!Christian looked genuinely apologetic. "What should we do, Babe? You spent all that time making it."Noelle frowned. "As long as you're okay. It's just a bowl of homemade pasta."Well, maybe Quentin wasn't meant to eat it.Quentin, lying in bed, nearly jumped up in anger when the pasta spilled on the floor, but he held himself back.He sneered, "I've heard of women being two-faced, but I didn't know men could be just as bad! Noelle, can't you see he did that on purpose?"Noelle just raised an eyebrow and shot back at Quentin. "Mr. Lo
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Noelle wasn't naive—she could easily see through Christian's little tricks.Christian felt guilty, truly guilty, but the idea of Quentin eating her homemade pasta didn't sit right with him. That would have been too much of a reward."Then how about you slap me?" he suggested, grabbing her hand and trying to guide it towards his face.Noelle pulled her hand back, feeling exasperated. "Just go home, Mr. Blackwood! Don't you have work in the morning?"It was nearly midnight.Christian replied, "I do, but work isn't as important as chasing my girlfriend!"He stepped closer, pulling her toward him by the arm, his glassy eyes locking onto hers. "Tell me when you're leaving. I won't go until you do."At that moment, Christian's usual laid-back demeanor gave way to something sharper, a subtle but undeniable aura of authority and determination.Noelle's breath hitched slightly. "I'll leave after I get him something to eat."Christian released her.Back outside the restaurant, Christia
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From a distance, Christian watched as that familiar figure emerged from the hospital building. A quiet sense of relief settled in his chest.He stubbed out his cigarette, and the car window rolled up.Luckily, he had been smoking with the window and door open, so the car was cold but not filled with smoke.Noelle climbed into the back seat, immediately hugging her arms to herself—the car was even colder than outside.Julian turned on the heat, and as the temperature gradually rose, Noelle slowly drifted off to sleep.When the car reached Noelle's place, Christian didn't wake her.Instead, he sat in the darkness, watching her peaceful but tired face, illuminated only by the moonlight streaming through the window.After a moment, he asked Julian for the last cigarette and smoked it outside the car.Then he returned, unbuttoning his coat and wrapping it around Noelle, covering her completely. Gently, he lifted her out of the car.The late October night was biting cold, and Christ
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"Nothing, it's comfortable here."The thought of returning to the hotel and facing Madison, who clearly had feelings for another man, made Chance feel suffocated.He had thought that perhaps he was the one who had wronged her, and he'd been trying to make amends—maybe by giving her a child or living a normal married life.But now he realized that she had never really cared for him.Every night, they slept in the same room—she on the bed, he on the floor—and she was probably thinking about another man the whole time.The idea that for the past two years of their marriage, she might have been thinking about someone else made Chance feel utterly miserable.He was overwhelmed with bitterness.Quentin pushed open the door to his hospital room and slipped back into his hospital gown, resuming the role of the injured patient."Your mother's counting on this trip to Collinview City to get a grandchild out of you two, but how's that supposed to happen if you're hanging around here?"Ch
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"Sorry, but if I ever get married, it definitely won't be to either of you."Noelle had originally come to visit Christian, but now she didn't feel like staying anymore. She was beyond frustrated.Christian's sharp, dangerous eyes narrowed in an instant, brimming with hostility as he locked his gaze on Noelle. Quentin's handsome face darkened as well, his mood turning stormy.Noelle spun around and walked out."We'll see about that," Quentin muttered, getting up to leave as well.As he passed by the clinic where Noelle worked, he cast a glance in that direction before heading out.Near the end of the workday, Russ called. "Ms. Xanthos, Mr. Xanthos has arranged for you to meet a boxing champion. Are you free now? I can take you to meet him."Noelle couldn't help but feel a mix of amusement and bitterness. She had lived 24 years, and only now did he care about whether she had any self-defense skills. Isn't it a little late for that?Still, she went.After one session, she was dr
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Noelle quietly closed the door behind her. Leonard glanced over, saw it was her, and put away his phone. "He just fell asleep. Ms. Xanthos, you should head home and rest. I'll keep watch tonight," he said softly.Noelle shook her head. "He took the knife for me. How could I go home? I wouldn't be able to sleep anyway. I'd rather stay here and keep an eye on him."She sat down on the couch, her gaze heavy with concern as she looked at Christian sleeping.Leonard nodded. "Alright, you stay here. I'll step out for a bit," he said before leaving the room.Noelle nodded.Christian's phone, sitting on the nightstand, pinged with a WhatsApp notification.Noelle walked over, picked up the phone, and saw a message from someone with the nickname "The Blomming Fifties.""What a flashy name," she thought with a faint smirk.But for some reason, curiosity tugged at her—she suddenly felt a strong urge to peek into Christian's private world as if she might uncover something hidden beneath t
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Noelle remained silent.In Dragfort, ever since Quentin had learned early that morning about Christian taking a knife for Noelle, he had locked himself in his office. It had been three hours now.The morning executive meeting was canceled, and his client appointments were rescheduled. Senior staff members who needed his signature on documents stood hesitating at the door, feeling the oppressive atmosphere even from outside the office.Department heads waiting to give their reports also lingered at the door, too intimidated to enter.In the end, they all turned their pleading eyes toward Martin.But even Martin was hesitant to go in.After all, he had witnessed the weight of Quentin's emotions—shock, frustration, and a deep sense of defeat—that had cast a heavy, oppressive mood over the office.Martin made a call to Dennis, knowing only he could possibly get through to Quentin now."Mr. Jackman, you need to come over," Martin said quietly, making sure to step into a quieter co
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Even though Christian was in obvious pain, he forced himself not to make a sound.Such a stubborn fool.The door knocked twice, and Leonard walked in. Seeing Noelle, he greeted her, "Ms. Xanthos."Noelle's eyes were red, but she didn't respond.Christian opened his eyes slightly and said, "Don't tell anyone I'm injured."Leonard nodded."Tell them I'm on a business trip," Christian added.Leonard raised an eyebrow, "Bro, with a wound like that, how long do you think this 'trip' will last before people catch on?"Christian shot him a cold glare, and Leonard quickly relented, "Okay, okay, I get it. I'll handle it."Christian closed his eyes again, waves of pain crashing over him like a relentless tide.Suddenly, he opened his eyes once more. "Silly girl."Noelle paused, her tear-filled eyes looking at him.A smile tugged at the corner of Christian's mouth. "Get out for a bit. You look terrible."Noelle's lips twitched as her damp lashes fluttered, and a surge of unexplainabl
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Just as the man raised the knife for a second strike, the security team arrived and swiftly pinned him down.Noelle heard a low grunt behind her, followed by Christian's pained chuckle. "Good thing it wasn't him."Noelle's heart clenched as she turned to see Christian, clutching his shoulder, slumped against her legs.He was wearing a beige coat, now stained with a large patch of blood around his shoulder.Christian was rushed to emergency surgery, but Noelle remained frozen in her chair, her mind replaying his words, "Good thing it wasn't him."Who wasn't it? Quentin?Why did he say that? Why did he act this way?The image of Christian's blood-soaked coat lingered in her mind. The wound—how deep was it?Noelle sat there, numb and lost in thought for an unknown period, until Michael appeared.He glanced at her through the doorway, but without a word, he continued walking past.A little while later, Kara gently patted her shoulder. "They've moved him to a room. You should go s
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Emmie smiled and placed a few more ravioli on Noelle's plate. "Then eat a little more. It's your mom's first time cooking, and once you're in the Utopia States, you won't have this."It wasn't like she had never cooked before—she had made instant noodles when she was alone.Noelle ate a small bowl of ravioli without pausing, her stomach now full and round. Her eyes welled up with tears, though whether it was from happiness or something else, no one could tell.After dinner, Noelle stayed for a bit before leaving.Emmie watched Noelle's car disappear down the driveway before finally going upstairs.Michael, leaning back on the bed, heard her soft footsteps approaching and lifted his eyelids.The bedroom was dark, and when Emmie stepped in, her gaze met Michael's dark, piercing eyes. She paused at the doorway, and he continued watching her."Lia must be blind. She couldn't tell if it was you or the driver," Emmie said coldly, walking straight to the other side of the bed and pulli
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Emmie was at a loss for words.Michael said, "Your daughter's leaving for the Utopia States soon. You should take this time to spend with her."Emmie's breath hitched. "Elle agreed?"Michael nodded. "Yes."It was the best way for Noelle to get away from those two men and focus on her own growth.After a night's rest, Noelle felt much better the next morning. Emmie called her, inviting her to Gentle Glades after work.What Noelle didn't expect was to see Michael there as well.He was lounging on the couch in casual clothes, flipping through a medical journal. Emmie, wearing an apron, seemed to be busy in the kitchen. When Noelle walked in, Emmie immediately came out."Elle!" Emmie's gentle face was filled with warmth as she took Noelle's hand.Noelle felt a bit disoriented.In her memory, Emmie's life was filled with books and work, never with the kitchen. And Michael—she hadn't seen him so relaxed and calm, casually reading a magazine on the couch, in over a decade.It felt
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Michael couldn't forget the look Elijah had given him that day—a mocking smile, full of meaning. Elijah slowly pulled back, revealing Emmie's curled-up body underneath him.Without a word, Michael opened his phone and pulled up a social media app. He tossed the phone to Emmie. "Take a look for yourself."Emmie looked down and saw a video posted by Elijah just minutes earlier. It was of her feeding him. She watched in disbelief, then replayed it. The account was undeniably Elijah's."Scroll down. There's more," Michael's voice drifted from the couch.Emmie's fingers moved down the screen, her peripheral vision catching a glimpse of Michael sitting with his legs crossed, taking a sip of coffee handed to him by the housekeeper.Further down, she found a photo posted by Elijah a month ago, showing her preparing his medicine. The footage seemed to be taken from security cameras.But none of these posts had appeared on her social media feed.She had never seen them on her phone.Mich
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Quentin didn't deny it.Noelle's chest tightened as she remembered that day in Ocean City when Christian had said Gillian deserved to be slapped. Now, it all made sense.At the time, she had sarcastically asked him if he would treat her the same way once he got tired of her.His response had been, "Do you think I'm tired of her, and that's why I did it?"Now she understood. Christian had known all along that it was Quentin who had called Gillian to Ocean City.A wave of frustration swelled in Noelle's chest. Her fingers clenched tightly as the memory of Christian's sweet words clashed with the thought of him being with Gillian. Bitterness gnawed at her.Just then, the door opened again, and a strong, steady figure entered. His gaze swept silently over the two men in the room before he walked straight to the bed."Elle?""Clement!" At the sight of him, Noelle's eyes brimmed with tears."Let's go home," Clement said as he turned and carefully lifted her onto his back. Noelle res
