Chapter 65

Quentin glanced at Noelle's messy sketches. He felt a pang of sympathy as he stole a glance at her, wondering if he had ever mistreated her.

Since their wedding day, he had handed her his credit card without any spending restrictions. Moreover, he couldn't even remember the total amount he had transferred to her account over the years.

And what about the properties he had bestowed upon her? Why did Noelle put herself through this?

As the plane prepared to touch down in Dragfort City, Noelle stirred from her nap. Gazing at the jumble of sketches she had made, she winced. She crumpled the page into a ball and shoved it into her backpack, intending to dispose of it after landing.

When she saw Quentin staring at her, she furrowed her brow. What was wrong with him? Why was he staring at her without a reason?

Once the plane had safely landed, Noelle reached for her luggage to leave. However, Quentin had already snatched her luggage before she could respond.

Noelle watched him leave wit