The woman continued her conversation, her eyes lighting up as she spotted something. She waved excitedly in that direction.Then, Noelle saw it, too—a sleek black car in the rain-soaked night. The license plate was unfamiliar, but the car's model was one Noelle recognized all too well. After all, it was Hendrix's favorite.She paused for a moment before turning her gaze away. Instead of calling for a ride, she decisively turned around and walked off into the rainy night.…"You're here!" Lana Ray didn't seem to notice anything else.As the driver stepped out to open the door, she eagerly got into the car.Hendrix was already seated inside, dressed in a black shirt with dark gold cufflinks featuring an intricate, elegant pattern. His slender hand rested on his knee, and his strikingly handsome face was devoid of any expression. His deep, piercing eyes stared ahead, shadowed by a hint of somberness."Mr. Freeman?" Lana called him again and followed his gaze for a moment, but she d
Noelle nodded, showing no doubt about Dan's explanation, and then pressed the button for her floor.Dan glanced at the two lit-up numbers and asked, "Ms. Swanson, how are you—"Before he could finish his question, Noelle's phone rang. She gave Dan an apologetic smile before answering the call."Mr. Russon? Yes, it's me. Oh, you were there at the restaurant, too? Sorry. If I'd known, I would have come over to offer you a drink," Noelle said with a smile. "I'll make it up to you by treating you to a meal next time. Of course, you can pick the place."There were only two of them in the spacious elevator, and while Noelle was speaking softly, Dan could still hear each and every one of her words clearly. In the end, he swallowed back the question he was going to ask her.It wasn't until the elevator reached Noelle's floor that she ended her call. Then, she turned to Dan. "Mr. Hurley, what were you about to say?""It's nothing, just… My girlfriend lives here by herself. If it's okay wi
Noelle smiled at the man, Dominic Russo. "How could I forget, Mr. Russo? I was just worried you might be too busy. After all, there are so many people vying to have dinner with you—I was afraid I wouldn't make it on the list."Her smile was dazzling, and even if Dominic had been annoyed moments before, her charm smoothed over any displeasure.Dominic slid a hand toward her waist. "Well, I have time now. So, Ms. Swanson, when are you planning to fulfill your promise and have dinner with me?"Noelle deftly sidestepped his touch, grabbing a glass of wine from a nearby server and placing it in his hand instead. "I'm always ready, of course. How about this? I'll contact your assistant tomorrow to set up a time.""Why go through so much trouble? Don't you already have my personal number?" Dominic said as he accepted the wine glass, his hand brushing lightly against the back of Noelle's.Though Dominic wasn't overweight, and his features could even be considered refined, the gesture stil
Noelle hadn't actually drunk that much tonight. It wasn't noticeable during the event, but after everything was over, the itch in her throat became unbearable. As she walked, she couldn't stop coughing.And as soon as she stepped outside the hotel, the wind made her throat itch even more. Her driver seemed to be off doing something, and no matter how many calls she made, there was no answer. Just as she was about to call Oliver, she suddenly heard someone calling her from behind."Ms. Swanson!"The crisp voice made Noelle feel uneasy. When she turned around, she indeed saw Lana walking toward her."You're still here?" Lana asked with a smile.Noelle nodded at her."Your driver hasn't arrived yet? How about I give you a ride?""No, it's okay," Noelle quickly declined. "He should be here any moment.""It's fine. It's getting late anyway, so let me give you a ride," said Lana, linking arms with Noelle as if they were already familiar with each other.Noelle frowned and was about
Moreover, now that she was standing in front of the elevator with Hendrix, Lana couldn't help but wish there were countless reporters lurking nearby. Ideally, they would catch them in a live broadcast, as that would solidify her position even further.The elevator arrived quickly, and Hendrix entered first. He seemed calm and composed, unlike Lana, whose palms were already sweating.Once they reached the room, Lana immediately said, "I'm going to freshen up first.""Okay."Lana's face turned even redder. She glanced at Hendrix meaningfully before walking into the bathroom.As for Hendrix, he felt no stir in his emotions. After standing in the room for a moment, he slowly walked over to the floor-to-ceiling windows.The night in Vinton City was much quieter than Coppersville. However, with the ongoing development, the skyline was gradually filled with towering skyscrapers.Hendrix stared at the lights in the buildings for a long time. Then, he suddenly thought of Noelle's eyes. T
Hendrix first heard Noelle's name from Beatrice, who told him that Noelle was the fiancée Gerald had arranged for him. At that time, Noelle had just been brought back by the Swansons, and Beatrice used this as an excuse for him to go meet her.But Hendrix never agreed to the engagement, nor did he ever take the idea of Noelle being his fiancée seriously. Even so, he ended up marrying Noelle anyway.Everyone thought he had compromised because of the contract between the two families, and even Hendrix himself believed that to be true. But now, he realized that Beatrice was truly the person who knew him best in the world.If he hadn't wanted it himself, no one could have made that decision for him. The reason he agreed to marry Noelle was simply because he wanted to marry her. But now, this reason might be joined by another—he liked Noelle. And because he liked her, he was willing to marry her.Hendrix had once thought that his feelings for Noelle were born out of physical desire. She
It was at this moment that Noelle asked from the inside, "Oliver, who's at the door?"That voice gave Hendrix a definite answer—he had been right all along. This was indeed Noelle's place, and inside her home was another man.Hendrix let out a sudden, cold laugh. Then, he turned and walked away without hesitation.All the time she told him she loved him and asked if there was a possibility of them ever being together again—it was all a lie! After all, if she had truly been devoted to him, she would never have divorced him so decisively.Moreover, if he remembered correctly, she had been secretly taking birth control pills before their divorce. Would a woman deeply in love with him do something like that? No, she wouldn't!Her feelings were clearly something she could control with ease. But then, he shouldn't be surprised, because if it weren't for this ability of hers, how could she possibly thrive so effortlessly in Vinton City?He had already seen the video of her charming ever
Hendrix wasn't sure if such a law really existed in the world—a law that claimed the more one worried about something happening, the more inevitable its occurrence. Similarly, the more one tried to avoid seeing someone, the more certain it became that they would cross paths.At that moment, Hendrix was staring expressionlessly at the woman not far away. Noelle's outfit today was simple yet elegant—a light blue shirt paired with a black skirt. Her hair was tied in a low ponytail, and her makeup was much more understated than the night before.But the smile on her face was genuine. She was laughing as she spoke to the man in front of her, and the entire atmosphere was one of warmth and happiness."Mr. Freeman?" Clayton Hayes asked hesitantly, standing beside Hendrix and still waiting for his instructions, when he noticed Hendrix had suddenly stopped walking.Hendrix tried to take a step forward, but for some reason, his feet felt unbearably heavy. And no matter how hard he tried, he
The last time Dylan saw Noelle was at the Swift family residence. She had tried to threaten him with a phone recording, and of course, Dylan wasn't going to let her have her way. He had every intention to talk things out with her properly. But unfortunately, Noelle wouldn't listen.During the struggle over the phone, she fell down the stairs. By the time the Swift family found her, blood had already pooled on the ground. But they didn't call the police. Instead, they helped Dylan load Noelle into a car.Dylan had planned to hide her away somewhere. In fact, he had already arranged everything in advance. Even if Noelle hadn't been unconscious, he would have taken her away that night.Once in the car, he transferred her to another vehicle in a spot out of the surveillance cameras' view. That car's destination was Leah's hometown. There, he had already arranged for someone to take care of Noelle.He had everything perfectly planned, and by the time Hendrix returned to Coppersville, it
"Of course, if you ever get tired of the city and want to come back for a visit, I'll keep that room ready for you," Irene said.With that, she stood up.Hendrix watched her leave and quietly said, "Thank you."Irene paused in her tracks for just a second but didn't say anything else.She was gone, yet Hendrix remained seated, unmoving. He tilted his head back, staring at the dark sky.Compared to Coppersville, the economy and development here were certainly not worth mentioning. But the air here was clean. In Coppersville, looking up only showed endless skyscrapers—even the moonlight seemed hazy. Here, though, the moon shone bright and clear.After staring for a long time, Hendrix finally stood up and slowly walked toward the house across from him. What he didn't know was that while he was talking to Irene, someone had been secretly standing behind the door the whole time.Noelle had heard every word of their conversation. She didn't say anything, but her cheeks were cold, al
Irene had never been well-liked in the village. The other women claimed she'd brought misfortune to her husband, and in her younger days, they accused her of seducing their husbands.After earning her reputation as a shrew, no one would even speak to her.Truthfully, she held no attachment to this village. She had stayed at first to wait for her husband and later to wait for Nelly.But after that, none of it mattered anymore. Yet tonight, for the first time, she found someone to tell these things to.Hendrix sat quietly and listened. He'd never been good at comforting people, so after a long silence, he finally said, "When I thanked you earlier, it wasn't just for saving Noelle. It was also because you gave her things she's always wanted."Irene looked at him, puzzled.Even with her limited understanding of the outside world, she could tell Hendrix was wealthy. Which meant that everything he gave Noelle must have been the best. And what could she possibly offer Noelle?"When s
When Hendrix left earlier, Irene had been asleep inside the house.But now, it was like she suddenly remembered something. Sitting there with a flashlight in hand, she seemed to be waiting for someone.But who could she possibly be waiting for? After all, the person she most wanted to see would never come back.After pressing his lips together, Hendrix finally walked outside.Irene heard his footsteps but didn't turn around. She just kept sitting there, stubborn."Can you tell me about Nelly?" Hendrix asked.Irene looked up at him, surprised.Hendrix's expression was awkward. This wasn't something he usually did. He hadn't even managed to get along with his own mother, Beatrice. Irene was practically a stranger to him. Well, not completely a stranger. After all, he had her to thank for the wound on his hand.If he had a choice, Hendrix wouldn't have wanted anything to do with her. But he knew Noelle cared about Irene.Even without a blood connection, Irene's care for Noelle
Noelle had expected Irene to be furious. After all, Irene had never had a good impression of Hendrix to begin with. And after Noelle ran off to find him last night, she'd assumed the resentment would only deepen.But to her surprise, it didn't happen like that.Irene simply stood there, her eyes flickering between the two of them before uttering, "Let's eat."The words were so light and calm that Noelle froze. For a moment, she couldn't even process it.Hendrix, however, tightened his grip on her hand and replied smoothly, "Thank you."Irene said nothing else. She just turned and walked inside.The small dining table, usually set for two, now had an extra seat for Hendrix.His injured hand hadn't fully healed yet, but he'd already mastered eating with his left. The only problem was the table was too cramped for his long legs, leaving him awkwardly squeezed in. But instead of complaining, he just ate in silence.Irene suddenly turned and brought out a bowl of minestrone soup. Th
Noelle froze for a second before yanking her hand back without a second thought."What nonsense are you spouting?" she asked through gritted teeth. "This is all your fault!""My fault?" Hendrix was still grinning. "I tried waking you up multiple times, but you refused to get up.""If it weren't for you—" She wanted to keep arguing, but she forced herself to swallow back the words just as they were about to leave her lips.Hendrix seemed amused by her reaction. "What about me?"Noelle refused to engage further. Biting her lip, she propped herself up and got out of bed."You didn't finish your sentence. What about me?" Hendrix followed her, pestering her with questions.Ignoring him, she marched into the bathroom and slammed the door shut, cutting his voice mid-sentence.But she could still hear his low, pleased laughter from the other side. Annoyance prickled at her, but thoughts of Irene pushed it aside. Right now, she was in no mood to bicker with him. After quickly freshening
Hendrix knew what Noelle was thinking, of course.From the moment she heard about his fate, her eyes had turned red. And though she had tried to pull away, she had ultimately held back.She probably thought she was hiding it well, but to Hendrix, every little thing she did was as clear as glass. But that was fine. If not for that, how else would he have had the chance or excuse to bring her to this hotel?Originally, he had wanted to take things slow with her and date her properly. But now, she already knew and acknowledged their marriage.Thus, it would just be stupid of him if he still took it slow. Besides, there was no law saying that he couldn't date someone after sleeping with them. If anything, this was the most crucial step.Noelle had clearly forgotten some things, including the fact that at his core, Hendrix was anything but kind.Even if she really had been pitying him just now, it didn't matter. Only the weak would resent someone's pity, seeing it as condescension or
And even if Noelle said no, would Hendrix really stop?However, she couldn't bring herself to say yes, either. In the end, she could only frown at Hendrix, frustration simmering in her chest.But in Hendrix's eyes, that look carried a different kind of vulnerability. He cupped her cheek as he asked again, "Should I keep going?"Noelle stayed silent and turned her face away.But Hendrix, ever the tease, refused to let her off so easily. He caught her chin between his fingers, forcing her to look back at him. "Why aren't you saying anything? So, you don't want me to keep going?""Ugh, you're so annoying!" Noelle finally snapped. "If you don't want to continue, just get off me!"There was anger in her words. But after everything that had just happened, her tone carried an unintended, breathy softness. In this moment, it almost sounded like she was flirting with him.Hendrix's smile deepened. "Ah, so that means we can keep going," he murmured, as if talking to himself.Noelle didn'
When vision was stripped away, the other senses became acutely heightened. At this moment, Noelle's hearing was especially sharp.As the approaching footsteps grew closer, her grip tightened instinctively. Her nails dug into her palm, but the sting was insignificant compared to everything else she was feeling.She had no idea how much time had passed. Maybe it was a few minutes, or maybe mere seconds. But to her, every moment felt endlessly stretched. Each breath she took felt as if it spanned a century.Like fleeting memories flashing by in a film, she barely had time to process how to face him before Hendrix had already laid down beside her.The queen-sized bed suddenly felt suffocatingly small. She could feel the heat of his body and smell the crisp scent of his shower gel.Then, his hand settled lightly on her waist. That single touch was enough to make Noelle go entirely rigid. Her already clenched fists tightened even more.And at that moment, Hendrix pulled back her blanke