Stanley was already plotting how to ease Noelle into getting comfortable with his "friends." Once she got used to them, everything would fall into place.He gave them a reminder, "Listen, behave yourselves tonight. She's my future wife. Well… our wife," he added in a lower voice, smirking.Miles Cantrell grinned. "What kind of woman could make someone like Stanley, who's seen it all, fall head over heels? I can't wait to meet her."Brian Medina chimed in, "Same here. I'm dying to see what she's like."Stanley flashed a confident smile. "You guys act like I'd go after anything less than perfection."Knock, knock."Stanley?" A man's voice called from outside, calm and neutral, impossible to read."Who the hell is that?" He walked to the door and opened it, glancing left—nothing. He turned right...Suddenly, a hand like a steel vice grabbed his throat, yanking him forward. Before Stanley could even process what was happening, his head slammed against the wall with a sickening th
Noelle tilted her head up, locking eyes with Christian's cold, stormy gaze.Gone was the charming, playful man she once knew. His eyes were like a turbulent ocean, the dark blue depths swirling with danger. Looking into them was like staring into an abyss.She struggled in his grip. "Let me go!"Christian's hold only tightened, his breath a mix of icy chill and burning heat as if he were both freezing and smearing her at the same time. There was no escape."If you've got the strength, go ahead—free yourself," he challenged, making it clear he had no intention of letting her go.Noelle tugged harder, but his grip was unyielding.His hand clamped around her wrist like a vice, holding her as if she were a helpless animal caught in a trap.Furious, she grabbed his arm with her free hand and leaned down, sinking her teeth into his wrist.Christian was wearing a black leather coat, with just a sliver of skin exposed at the cuff. Noelle didn't hold back, biting down as hard as s
Noelle struggled in disgust, but Christian's arm was like a black iron, pressing down on her shoulder, unmoving.The more she squirmed, the harder he pressed.Frustrated that she couldn't break free, Noelle mentally cursed Christian several times over.Quentin's dark eyes swept over her, trapped under Christian's arm. "She doesn't look too willing, Mr. Blackwood. Didn't you notice? Or do I need to call the police for you to let go?"There was a menacing edge in his tone, subtle power radiating from his figure wrapped in that black coat."I'm willing! Who said I'm not!"Noelle leaned closer to Christian's side. She didn't want to deal with either of these men, but she didn't want to give Quentin the satisfaction of thinking he had the upper hand.Her soft body pressed against Christian's solid frame. His lips curved into a crooked smile, and the look in his eyes softened slightly as he glanced down at her, his grip loosening but still keeping her close. He raised a brow at
Noelle felt her breath catch in frustration once again. "You..."It was clear now—neither of these men would let her off easy. Furious, Noelle spun around and stormed off.Behind her, sparks flew between Quentin and Christian, the thick tension hanging like the smoke of an impending battle.Meanwhile, Lia slowly came to, her vision adjusting to the sterile white ceiling above. For a moment, she didn't recognize where she was until her gaze landed on Michael, sitting nearby. Her heart clenched, and she immediately sat up. "Michael, no—I swear, I don't know what happened!"A dull pain throbbed in her lower abdomen, but it wasn't just there—her entire body ached, and certain places even more so. As fragmented memories of the private room flooded back, she quickly covered her mouth, her eyes widening in horror."You mean to tell me you had no idea Stanley was capable of that? Or were you unaware the baby wouldn't survive?" Michael's tone was calm, almost too casual, as he spun a
Large rocks tumbled down from the mountaintop unexpectedly. It crashed into the bus, which Noelle Xanthos happened to be in, and the two cars ahead. The cars were buried beneath the rubble right away. Meanwhile, the bus got struck so hard that it jerked violently before flipping onto its side."Wren, we encountered a landslide! I'm going to die!" A woman on the bus bawled while shrieking into her phone.With trembling hands, Noelle fished her phone out and sent Quentin Lowe a voice message. "I'm scared, Quentin… Can you come and get me?"The shivering in her voice made it evident that she was crying.Yet, there was no response from the other end.Noelle sat near the window, so her head smashed into the glass when the bus flipped over. The girl sitting beside her also crashed into her. When everything finally stilled, Noelle could no longer move one of her arms.Pain, chaos, stuffiness, fear, and helplessness overwhelmed the small, cramped space. Noelle felt as if she were drown
Noelle had an incomplete business contract discussion with a client yesterday. The client had to leave abruptly, so they needed to continue their discussion today.Two dolled-up women walked over from not far away. One said, "I heard that Xyla got into a car accident while shopping yesterday. She had a minor injury on her forehead, but Mr. Lowe spent all afternoon accompanying her for a full body check-up! He treats her so well!""Yeah! I don't know where Xyla got all her luck from," replied the other.The two were wives of wealthy families and donned stylish outfits. They gossiped about yesterday's scandal while walking by.Noelle's mind went blank as the pair's words stabbed slowly but deeply into her heart. As she was unloved in her marriage, she had to face her fears and pains alone. Meanwhile, Quentin kept Xyla company and cared for her even though she only had a mild injury.Tears welled in Noelle's eyes as she had never experienced such sorrow. The thick, overwhelming
Of course, Noelle's text went unanswered.The next day, she went to John's villa with two dark circles around her eyes. She was halfway through dealing with work when Yvette came looking for her.Yvette drove a trendy red Porsche, and she donned a fashionable, neat outfit. She brought Noelle to watch a movie. Noelle couldn't refuse her, so she had no choice but to go along. After the movie, Yvette treated her to Frosan cuisine. She couldn't help but ask, "Have you heard any news about your cousin?""Why don't you call Quentin if you miss him that much?" asked a giggling Yvette. She took her phone from her bag, dialed Quentin's number, and shoved the phone to Noelle. "Go on, talk to him!"Noelle was only worried Quentin would get scammed in a foreign country and never asked to speak with him. So, at that moment, she was at a loss. The phone was like a ticking time bomb in her hands."Yes?" A calm voice rang out from the other end of the call.Noelle's heart skipped a beat, and s
Noelle was speechless.Quentin continued to walk away without stopping once.Noelle's heart sank into her stomach as she wondered whether she had to do with Quentin's sudden departure. Unease filled her chest as she finished the chess match and stood to leave, too.She had just arrived at the yard when a blinding beam of light shined at her, so she covered her eyes. That was when a deep voice rang out from behind the light. "Get in."Noelle frowned. The Maybach's headlights had switched off when she approached it. She got into the backseat. She once saw Quentin driving and Xyla sitting in the front passenger seat. Due to that, she never sat in the front with Quentin.Quentin's threatening voice sounded from the driver's seat. "Did you tell my mother?""Tell her what?" Noelle was confused.Quentin scoffed lightly. He was evidently feeling infuriated by her innocent reaction. "I gave Xy a diamond necklace worth one million for her birthday. "It seems you, my wife, got jealou