Chapter 541

Another time, Quentin had promised to pick Noelle up from her studio but never showed. Instead, a group of thugs arrived.

Not only did they trash her studio, but they almost assaulted her. She escaped only by smashing a flowerpot over one of their heads.

Back then, she had been terrified, but she never expected Quentin to be of any help.

She had no choice but to endure the fear alone, retreating to her tiny apartment, quietly nursing her wounds by herself.

"Okay, I'll stay with you," Christian said softly.

His tone was incredibly gentle, a stark contrast to the carefree man she usually knew.

His beautiful eyes were filled with tenderness—so careful and deliberate as if he were handling something fragile.

He held her still-cool hand.

"Just lie down for a bit. Philbert will be here soon with some food, alright?"

Noelle dozed off for a while, and Christian softly patted her shoulder. "Wake up, babe. Time to eat."

She groggily sat up, greeted by the comforting smell of food.

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