Considering the maid's testimony and Sandra's hesitation just now, Matilda weighed the pros and cons and came to a decision. She turned to Noelle and barked, "Noelle Swanson!"She would have slapped Noelle right there if Hendrix weren't present. She continued berating Noelle, "Sandy is your younger sister, and we Swansons see her as our daughter! Who do you think you are? And what do you take the family as?"Noelle did not reply. After looking at the tearful Sandra, she turned to Hendrix, who stared at her glumly.Of course, he was upset to learn about his wife making such crass comments about others. He must have hated for his childhood friend to be insulted in that way.Noelle was most devastated by Hendrix's unconditional trust in Sandra. He believed Sandra had a good reason to lash out against others. However, he never cared enough to inquire about the reason behind Noelle's fight with Ruth at the mall—it simply wasn't worth his attention.Hendrix would never defend her. All h
Noelle said she wanted a divorce, but Hendrix showed no reaction.He shot her a look before accepting the papers. Flipping through the pages, he arrived at the final page and saw that she had signed it. He chuckled.Before Noelle could read his reaction, he had torn the divorce papers in half, causing her heart to skip a beat.Soon, she calmed down and said to him, "Mr. Freeman, I can print a new copy for you if you're unhappy with the one in your hands."Remaining silent, he tossed the papers into the trash can while striding toward Noelle. She looked shocked when he closed in, and she instinctively backed off.She retreated until her waist was pressed against the edge of the table. The bruises around her waist hurt when she knocked against the table, causing her to draw a sharp breath.Hendrix grabbed her wrist. "Noelle, are you threatening me with a divorce? Or is this your way of giving in to make progress with me? Your crass tricks disgust me!"She could not believe that
Noelle knew what Hendrix meant by that look. It was a look of warning and disdain. She also knew that Hendrix had a heart of stone under all that humbleness and gentleness.She lowered her eyes. Her gaze landed on the papers that Hendrix had torn up and thrown away earlier.It had taken her all of her courage to hand him the agreement, but he didn't even bother to look at it. It was because he didn't care.He didn't care how he felt, so he wouldn't care about whatever decision she'd made.…Noelle did not see Hendrix again for the next few days. She only heard from him recently at a public meeting, where he had made an appearance.In the photograph, Hendrix was wearing a dark suit. His handsome features were as flawless as ever, complemented by the slight smile curving his lips.It was only then that Noelle found out that he was in Doville City.She clicked out of the news article without reading the rest of it. Then, she saw a post on Twitter asking about new updates on her co
Noelle lowered her eyes, staring at the photograph in the newspaper. In it, she looked disheveled and utterly humiliated.However, right now, she was calm. She did not say anything as she picked up the newspaper and threw it into a nearby trash can. Then, she opened the car door again."Let's go," she told Levi, her voice calm.Levi did not dare start the car. He just looked at Hendrix cautiously.Hendrix was staring at Noelle impassively.Noelle did not look at him. She didn't even give him a second glance as she rolled the window up.When that happened, Hendrix turned and went into the house without hesitation.He wasn't looking at Noelle, but Noelle was staring after him, watching his back as he left. She knew what he was telling her. He wasn't going to go to the party with her, so if she got ridiculed, she would be on her own.Then again, Noelle was used to this. After all, she'd always been alone.…The party was much livelier than Noelle had expected.The Quinlans had
Noelle looked earnest, like what she said wasn't a joke, but Maxwell laughed."Come on. I brought back a pastry chef from abroad. I think you'll like his cakes," he said as he led Noelle forward.He was the star of the party, so most people at the party had their eyes on him.Maxwell seemed unaffected. He led Noelle to the buffet table and handed her a mini cake. He looked like a little kid, showing his friends his favorite dessert.He did not mind the stares, but Noelle couldn't ignore them. She stared at the cake for a moment before taking it. "You're being too obvious," she said.Maxwell raised his eyebrows. "Oh?""You're trying to use me as a shield, aren't you?" Noelle said, taking a small mouthful of the cake.It had been some time since she last had cake. They had personal chefs at Nivis Villa, but they never baked cakes.Cakes weren't a popular dessert amongst the upper class. The confectionery was just something for specific occasions, more for the sense of ritual than
Sandra's arm was linked with Hendrix. They were both wearing matching blue outfits. At a glance, it looked like they were the perfect couple.Noelle felt as if she had been slapped by her own husband. Bitterness welled up in her. Not even the cake could push the bitter taste away.She did not continue her conversation with Maxwell. Instead, she placed her cake down on the table. Just as she turned to leave, Sandra saw her."Noelle!"Her voice was loud and clear. It was impossible for Noelle not to hear her. At the same time, Maxwell stepped in front of her, blocking her path of escape.Noelle frowned at him.Maxwell did not look at her. He looked straight ahead and smiled, putting out his hand. "Mr. Freeman. I've heard a lot about you."Hendrix ignored Noelle, who had turned her back to him, and shook Maxwell's hand. "Pleasure to meet you.""Max, long time no see!" Sandra greeted Maxwell excitedly as well. Her eyes were large and bright, shining almost as bright as the stars.
While Noelle was trying to free herself from Hendrix's grip, he raised his other arm and wound it around her waist.Then, he tightened his hold, making Noelle stumble a few steps into his embrace. From the outside, it looked as if Noelle had thrown herself at him.Noelle's expression darkened further.Just then, Hendrix reached out and swiped lightly at her lips with a finger.Noelle had just had cake, but she wouldn't have left anything on her lips. However, Hendrix's actions made her feel awkward.Her frown deepened. Just as she was about to demand that Hendrix let her go, he spoke first, saying, "Was the cake good?"The abrupt question took her aback. Then, just as abruptly, Hendrix leaned down and kissed her.The sudden kiss was just as overbearing and domineering as the man himself. The taste of cake seemed to permeate between their lips and tongues.However, Hendrix did not seem to like the taste. His kiss became even more aggressive as he clutched Noelle closer to himsel
At first, Noelle thought that she was mistaken. After all, she had lost the sketchbook several years ago. She thought she had forgotten it somewhere.Going nearer, she saw that it really was her sketchbook. Her name was written on the cover."Oh, hey, Noelle!" Ruth noticed her mid-laugh and called her over, "Look! This is yours, isn't it?"I remember Sandra telling me that you draw. I thought you were some kind of prodigy artist or something, but it turned out that you're just drawing this bullshit! Someone had a pathetic crush on the most handsome guy in school!"The group burst into laughter again.Noelle did not answer. She went up and tried to snatch the sketchbook away from them.Ruth seemed to sense her actions. Before Noelle could get close, she tossed the sketchbook to the person beside her, who in turn threw it to another person.The women stood in a circle, playing Pass the Ball with her sketchbook.Noelle stood in the middle of their circle, ridiculed and humiliated.