As soon as Maxwell spoke, Noelle noticed the smell of alcohol on him. His eyes were slightly red, and he certainly didn't look sober."If you have something to say, just say it," Noelle said.Maxwell stood by the door, staring at her for a while before finally asking, "Why didn't you come to my engagement party?"The two of them hadn't had any contact with each other since the last incident, so Maxwell's question actually caught Noelle off guard.But she quickly regained her composure. "There was no need for me to attend.""What do you mean, 'No need for you to attend'? Aren't we friends?"The word "friends" sounded incredibly awkward when Maxwell said it.Noelle looked at him for a moment, then smiled. "No. We haven't been friends since you and Sandra teamed up to hurt me.""So you chose Brandon as your way of getting back at me?" All the expressions on Maxwell's face suddenly vanished as he locked his eyes on her. "Is getting married to him another way of getting back at me?"
As Maxwell spoke, his breath brushed against Noelle's cheek. That sensation suddenly reminded her of the times she had faced William, causing the same nauseating feeling to surge up within her in an instant.Clenching her teeth, she fixed her eyes on Maxwell in front of her. "Maxwell, if you so much as lay a finger on me, I'll call the police immediately.""Go ahead. Call them," Maxwell replied with a chuckle, then added, "Do you really think that with your current reputation, anyone will believe a word you say? Believe me when I say that everyone will just assume it was you who seduced me."Maxwell's face was lit with a subtle smile. It was the same smile Noelle was so familiar with. But now, that familiar face felt more like the devil's. She suddenly found herself at a loss for words. She parted her lips to speak, but in the end, no words came out.Maxwell's smile deepened further when he saw her like that. He tightened his grip on her shoulder while his other hand slid around
It was precisely because of Hendrix's calm demeanor that Noelle felt an even deeper sense of fear. This was the first time she had ever seen him like this.Normally, someone fought when they were driven by anger. But it was the complete opposite with Hendrix just now. Noelle could sense that he was unnervingly calm.In that brief moment, she couldn't shake the feeling that Maxwell was nothing more than an insignificant object in Hendrix's eyes—something he could control at will. Whether Maxwell lived or died seemed of no concern to him.When Hendrix spoke again, Noelle was still frozen in shock. Without sparing her another word, he glanced at her once more before pulling out his phone. Just as he was about to call the police, Noelle rushed forward and grabbed his hand to stop him."Don't…"Hendrix lowered his gaze to her, his eyes still devoid of any emotion."Let's get him to the hospital first." At last, Noelle found her voice.Hendrix didn't respond, nor did he move.After w
Hendrix's voice remained cold, but his grip on Noelle's wrist tightened. His actions gave Noelle an unsettling feeling, as if one wrong answer from her was enough reason for him to crush her bones."It's not that I don't want to see you," replied Noelle.Hendrix didn't respond immediately. Instead, he lifted his gaze to meet hers."It's just… I don't see the need to." Noelle pressed her lips together. "We—""Why did you marry me in the first place?" interrupted Hendrix.Noelle hadn't expected the question. The suddenness of it caused her expression to change, but she quickly regained her composure. "It was something our families decided.""Was that really the only reason?""What other reason could there be?"Hendrix fell silent, but his grip on her wrist loosened every so slightly.Noelle initially thought the conversation had come to an end, but the next moment, Hendrix spoke again, his voice calm but deliberate, "Noelle, based on your ability to sever ties with the Swanson f
Noelle swallowed back her words and glared at Hendrix with gritted teeth.Hendrix smiled out of the blue. "I just realized something. I can't seem to marry anyone else. But the strange thing was, when I was about to marry you, I didn't feel much resistance. Can you tell me why that is?"Noelle felt as though everything before her was unreal. It was as if she were standing on the edge of a cliff, one foot already slipping, her whole body about to plummet. But instead of the expected shattering impact, nothing came.On the contrary, it felt like she had fallen onto a vast, soft cloud. A cloud that was warm and sweet, a sensation she had never even dared to imagine before. Slowly, Noelle opened her eyes. The warmth of the sunlight greeted her. There was no cliff, no cloud, but the familiar bedroom in Percy Gardens.So that meant everything that had happened last night was not just a dream. As Noelle sat there, lost in thoughts, the phone next to her suddenly dinged. It was a messa
"I—" Noelle had just uttered the first word when Hendrix interrupted her, "You're still inside the apartment, right? I'm downstairs."Noelle's expression instantly changed when she heard that. She instinctively wanted to sneak a glance at the couple behind her, but as soon as she lifted her gaze, she saw their reflections in the mirror across from her.Coincidentally, Beatrice happened to lift her gaze as well. When their eyes met in the mirror, Noelle immediately calmed down."What are you doing here?" she finally asked Hendrix."To bring you out to eat," answered Hendrix matter-of-factly."I'm already in the elevator. Wait for me in the parking lot," Noelle replied quickly, pressing the button for the first floor.Beatrice stood silently behind her. She was the first to step out when the elevator arrived at the first floor. Her companion, seeming a bit slow to react, didn't say anything but gave Noelle a brief glance before following Beatrice out.Noelle quickly pressed the
Even until now, Hendrix hadn't admitted to liking her—not even once. But then again, even if he did, Noelle wasn't sure she'd believe him, and that made her desire an answer even more.Hendrix glanced at her briefly before asking, "What do you think?"Noelle pressed her lips together. "If you don't want to say it, forget it." She tried to pull her hand away again, prompting Hendrix to tighten his grip even more."It seems your temper has grown sharper these days," he said with a soft chuckle."My temper has always been like this, Mr. Freeman," Noelle retorted with a thin, sarcastic smile. "But of course, it's nothing compared to Sandra's and Ms. Wright's delicate charms."Her words caused Hendrix to pause for a moment. Then, he unexpectedly laughed. Without warning, he turned the steering wheel sharply and pulled the car over to the side of the road. Before Noelle could process what was happening, Hendrix leaned over her. "'Mr. Freeman'? Sounds like a certain Ms. Swanson is stil
Noelle had just returned to her flat on Serene Street when she received a call from Beatrice."Are you free?" Beatrice's tone was as clear and decisive as ever. "Let's meet."Noelle knew she couldn't avoid this meeting. And, truth be told, there were things she wanted to ask as well. So, she didn't hesitate to agree.Beatrice suggested meeting at an exclusive café, and by the time Noelle arrived, she was already settled in a private room. Beatrice was wearing a white dress as usual with her hair elegantly styled up. The passing of time seemed to have left no mark on her face—it was still as smooth and flawless as ever.As Noelle entered the private room, Beatrice smiled and gently set a cup of coffee in front of her. "Try this. It's a new batch of Blue Mountain for this year. I remember you've always liked it."Noelle thanked Beatrice. She picked up the cup and took a sip of the hot coffee."So, when did you and Hendrix get back together?" Beatrice's question came out of the bl
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