Noelle didn't answer. She slowly took the stuffed animal from Clark's hands.Clark immediately noticed something was off. "What's wrong?"Noelle didn't respond. She lowered her eyes and murmured, "It's nothing. Let's go.""What happened?" he asked, his voice tinged with concern.She took a deep breath. "Someone bumped into me just now."Clark froze for a second. Then, as realization sank in, his expression shifted. "Which one?""What?""I said, which one?" His voice was sharp, and without waiting for her answer, he turned, scanning the crowd.At that moment, the man who'd bumped into Noelle walked up to another girl, still wearing that same sleazy grin."Is that him?" Clark asked, eyes narrowing.Before Noelle could respond, he had already rushed forward and punched the man in the nose."How dare you?" he yelled...."Mr. Freeman, the painting's been delivered. Here's the acceptance form," Dan said, handing Hendrix the paper.Hendrix nodded without a word.Dan hesitated.
Clark's jacket was draped over Noelle's shoulders, and she sat with her head lowered.She held the steaming cup of coffee the officer had given her, yet her body trembled uncontrollably.Clark had suffered a severe beating, outnumbered by the group. At first, he had held his own, but once they surrounded him, the fight quickly turned in their favor.Noelle had tried to step in, but Clark had blocked her way. No one could've imagined what might have happened if the arcade staff hadn't intervened so quickly."I'm fine. Don't worry," Clark said, still giving his statement to the police. When he noticed how pale Noelle looked, he gently took her hand.Noelle finally lifted her gaze, intending to say something. Yet, she froze as if she'd seen something too terrifying to process. Her already pale face drained further, and her fingers turned icy cold.Clark noticed and started to turn around, but a hand landed on Noelle's shoulder before he could check."I'm here to bail her out," Hend
Dan felt like he was uncovering something significant with Noelle standing beside Hendrix.His mind raced, but he forced himself to step forward. "Mr. Freeman."Hendrix barely glanced inside, and Dan understood immediately. "Don't worry. I'll handle it."Hendrix didn't say anything more. He practically threw Noelle into the car first, then tossed the teddy into a nearby trash can.Noelle watched his every move from the car. She opened her mouth to speak but ended up saying nothing.Hendrix quickly got in, and the car sped off. Noelle's heart raced as she turned to fasten her seatbelt. He didn't so much as glance at her.The scenery blurred as they drove, becoming more and more unfamiliar. Noelle frowned and was about to ask where they were going when Hendrix suddenly slammed on the brakes. The jolt threw her forward. Her seatbelt yanked her back, but her head slammed into the seat, sending a sharp pain through her head.She winced and turned toward Hendrix. His hand gripped th
"Hendrix, Clark is my friend. I just don't want you talking about him like that," Noelle said. She bit her lip and added, "He got hurt because of me tonight. I—"Hendrix laughed suddenly, his smile sending a shiver through Noelle."Noelle, have you forgotten the agreement we made?""I've told you. Clark and I are just friends. I—""If you're just friends, why lie?" Hendrix's voice grew colder, his gaze fixed on her.Noelle was about to deny it, but Hendrix cut her off, "Last week, the night you were late, you were with him, right?"Her words were caught in her throat, and Hendrix didn't give her a chance to answer. "If I'm not mistaken, you showered before going to Percy Gardens. What was it that made you need to shower?""We were just walking around the food festival!" she said quickly."So, you were with him," he said, his smile returning.Noelle's throat tightened, and she was speechless.Hendrix's smile grew wider as he watched her reaction. He reached for the cigaret
"But did you manage to keep your end of the bargain? Did you have fun at the ball? At the food festival? At the arcade? What other social rights do you have?" Hendrix questioned.He chuckled while adding, "Noelle, do you really think you're irreplaceable?" Having known him for so long, this seemed to be the most Noelle ever heard Hendrix say to her. However, each word seemed like a sharp knife, piercing directly into her heart. Noelle had known from the beginning that Hendrix was haughty and aloof, but he usually concealed that side of him. But at that moment, he was no longer hiding it. His disdainful gaze kept reminding her that they weren't in an equal relationship from the beginning until now. That was why she didn't have the so-called right to make friends. Noelle was just an accessory to Hendrix. Naturally, he didn't want her anymore since she was already considered filthy. "Get out. Don't make me say it for the fourth time," Hendrix said again.Noelle met his gaze fo
It was Noelle's first time seeing Hendrix like that. In fact, his current expression was far more interesting than his typical calm and composed demeanor.Noelle also finally realized at that moment that his emotions were triggered due to her. That was really interesting. But it made sense. Any man who heard what she said earlier would be enraged. In contrast, she was feeling extremely at ease. She met his gaze for a moment before asking, "Didn't I make it clear earlier? I said…"Before she could finish speaking, Hendrix suddenly raised his hand. Noelle was very familiar with that movement. After all, she had experienced slaps often since she was a child. She even shut her eyes subconsciously, waiting for his slap. Yet the expected sting did not happen for a long time. She slowly blinked open her eyes. Hendrix's hand still hung in midair. His brows were still furrowed, and she noticed that the vein on his temple was throbbing. Noelle ended up laughing after looking at him.
Hendrix never liked using such tactics, especially for someone like Noelle. She wasn't even worth it. But he suddenly found it amusing after seeing her reaction. How long had she even known Clark? If the information Hendrix received was accurate, Noelle must have met Clark for the first time at the previous ball. Were they that close already? What did Noelle just say—Clark was more thoughtful and caring than Hendrix? That notion sounded ridiculous.Hendrix never expected that he would be compared in such a manner.Clark? Truthfully, Hendrix found it annoying to even give Clark a second glance. Yet, Noelle mentioned he wasn't even on the same level as Clark. She currently seemed like an anxious prey that was ready to bite Hendrix, and the person she defended was Clark. The more Hendrix thought about it, the more he found it hilarious.At that moment, Noelle's phone suddenly rang. She and Hendrix turned their heads at the same time. Both their expressions changed at the same t
"Sorry, Mr. Townsend. Noelle isn't free to answer your call now." Hendrix moved away from Noelle's skirt. At that moment, Hendrix was using one hand to undo his belt. He held the phone with his other hand while talking to Clark. "But don't worry. She's doing quite well now."While speaking, Hendrix's gaze was fixed on Noelle the whole time. After letting out the scream earlier, she seemed to have completely given up on struggling. She merely stared at the top of the car in a daze. Noelle didn't even respond to Hendrix's glance. She seemed not to have heard Clark's reply. After speaking to Clark, Hendrix had actually ended the call right away. He did not hesitate to press himself on Noelle. Even at that moment, their bodies seemed to fit each other perfectly. Hendrix's malicious gaze from earlier held a hint of delight. His slightly bloodshot eyes were filled with lust that could only surface at that moment. Noelle no longer struggled anymore. Her hands, which Hendrix had pi
Noelle had already muted the group chat, but private messages kept popping up.They were from the mothers she'd met in the apartment complex while taking Rosie out to play. They were all asking when Hendrix would arrive today. Some even said that if he wasn't coming, he should've given them a heads-up, since their kids had been looking forward to it all day.Noelle stared at the messages blankly. Truthfully, she should've seen this coming from the moment Hendrix started this charade. Manipulating people and controlling them like puppets were the things he had always excelled at.She had finally found some stability in this apartment complex, but now, he had ruined it. He certainly understood the saying, "Give someone an inch, and they'd take a mile", better than anyone.And the money he spent on all those toys? It meant nothing to him. What he really wanted was to control people's minds and shatter Noelle's peace."Mommy! Mommy!"Rosie's voice brought Noelle back to reality. She
Rosie's straightforward answer made Noelle smile. "Alright. Let's go home, then."With that, they walked away hand in hand, as if the noise and excitement behind them seemed to have nothing to do with them.…The next day, Hendrix came again. This time, he wasn't alone, as several bodyguards followed him, each carrying heavy bags.Without Hendrix even saying a word, all the children rushed over. Even kids from neighboring apartments had heard about it and came running.Hendrix didn't discriminate—any child who approached was given a gift. Today, he didn't need to interact with them personally, so he had time to glance over at Noelle to gauge her reaction. However, he quickly realized that Noelle and Rosie were no longer there. He hadn't even noticed when they had left.The same thing happened on the third and fourth days, but by the fifth day, Hendrix didn't show up. But after several days of free gifts, both the children and their parents had gotten a taste for it. Now, they
"So, does that mean you're not going to accept my apology?" Hendrix asked.Noelle finally snapped out of her daze. She stared at him for a moment before picking up her glass and lightly clinking it against his.Noelle wasn't sure what Hendrix was trying to do. After all, based on his past behavior, he wasn't the type to just apologize like that. Yet here he was, doing exactly that. She found it strange but decided not to dwell on it, pretending nothing had happened as she took a sip of her water.Hendrix didn't say much after that.Surprisingly, the meal passed in relative peace. Noelle couldn't even remember the last time they had shared a meal so quietly.So, when Hendrix later suggested that he might occasionally come over to have meals with Rosie, Noelle was momentarily at a loss for how to respond.Hendrix, however, took her silence as permission granted. He then pulled a plushie from a bag and handed it to Rosie. It was a character from the stage performance they had seen a
Noelle had been to this restaurant a few times before with Dylan, so the server immediately recognized her. One of them started approaching her with a warm smile, but the moment she saw the man walking behind Noelle, her expression faltered slightly.Noelle ignored her reaction and simply said, "I'll have my usual order and an omelette for my daughter.""Got it," the server said with a nod, though she couldn't help but sneak a few glances at Hendrix before turning and heading back to the kitchen."Have you been here before?" Hendrix asked.Though the restaurant was decently decorated, it showed its age. The tables and chairs were made of lacquered wood, clean but with a noticeable sheen of grease from years of use.Noelle noticed Hendrix frowning slightly, but he didn't say anything. The frown lasted only for a brief second before he sat down as if nothing had happened. Then, he looked at her, waiting for her answer."Yeah. I've been here a few times.""With Dylan?" Hendrix aske
"Mommy, why hasn't Mr. Pritchett come to see me lately?"Rosie's sudden question caught Noelle off guard. She paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "He's been really busy lately, so he can't find the time to come."Rosie let out a soft "oh" and continued swinging. Her movements were gentle, and Noelle sat quietly beside her, watching.But after a while, Rosie suddenly hopped off the swing and ran over to Noelle, tightly grabbing her hand.Noelle was puzzled, but still she hugged her quickly. "What's wrong?"Rosie didn't say a word, her eyes fixed straight ahead. It was then Noelle noticed the man standing there.It was early autumn in Stormridge, and the man was dressed in a crisp, well-tailored suit. His tall, slender figure and strikingly handsome face instantly drew the attention of several people in the apartment complex.It was a weekday, and most of the people playing with the children downstairs were their grandparents. Their gazes were anything but subtle, openly sw
Noelle couldn't help but clench her hand.She had no idea how long the silence stretched before Dylan suddenly burst into laughter. It was as if he had just heard an unbelievably funny joke. His laughter echoed through the phone, carrying a hint of finality.Then, he said, "You want me to be honest? Do you really think we'll have a future together if I were to be honest with you? Do you think if I tell you everything now, we can live happily ever after? As if I'm ever going to believe that."The answer Noelle had been dreading finally came crashing down. She slowly unclenched her fist. Her lips parted, about to say something, but Dylan beat her to it."You're right. I did lie to you. The so-called investor is actually Jean. Her father left her some assets abroad, and I'm going with her to retrieve them."Yes, I'm with her again, but you know how I feel about her. I've never liked her, and I'm just using her. Besides, you should know that the reason I'm doing all this is so that I
Noelle had just finished putting Rosie to sleep when Dylan sent over the e-tickets for the amusement park."I just checked. There'll be plenty of staff on-site. So when you're there with Rosie, you can just go straight to them if you need anything," his message read.He seemed to know she'd be busy settling Rosie, so he didn't call. Instead, he sent a thoughtful, detailed text, listing out several precautions for their upcoming trip.After reading through his message, Noelle hesitated for a moment before dialing his number.Dylan picked up almost immediately. "Hey, is Rosie asleep?"His voice was the same as always, no different from what Noelle had heard over the past few days.But this time, she paused. It took her a moment before she finally answered, "Yeah, she's asleep.""Did you see the list I sent? The staff should have most things covered, but you should still bring a couple of towels. And don't forget Rosie's favorite floatie—""Dylan," Noelle suddenly cut him off.Ju
Noelle raised her head, her eyes locking onto Jean's. "I thought you hated me? So, why are you telling me all this?""Because I hate Dylan even more. I know it was him who set me up back then. If it weren't for his tip-off, my father would never have fallen from grace. So, how could I not hate him?""So, the assets you mentioned were just a lie to fool him?""Of course." Jean nodded without hesitation, turning to face Noelle with a smile. "So, are you going to tell him that?"Noelle pressed her lips together. "I don't believe you're doing this alone.""What?""You said it yourself—Dylan was the one who reported your family, leading to the investigation. He knows exactly what happened to your family, so he'd know whether your father left you any overseas assets or not."And you just got out of prison. Even if you wanted to forge an asset certificate, you'd need a professional to help you with that. Dylan has been in the business world for years, so it wouldn't be easy to fool him
"You must be wondering why I'm telling you all this, right?" Jean chuckled softly. "To be honest, I still hate you. Or maybe it's more accurate to say I'm jealous of you. Because you have so many things I wanted but could never have."Just look at your face. With that alone, you can easily get whatever you want. Thinking about it makes me seethe with envy and drives me mad.""Ms. Fisher, you once had plenty of things yourself," Noelle said.Jean paused, caught off guard by the response. Then, she nodded with a faint smile. "Yes, you're right. But what does that matter now? I've already lost everything. Well, not everything. I still have some connections my father left me, along with a few assets abroad."She slowly shifted her gaze back to Noelle. "So, do you understand now what my advice to you really means?"Noelle frowned."Dylan must have told you he's going on a business trip abroad soon, right?" Jean continued, her lips curling into a sly smile. "To be frank, he's going wit