When Noelle returned home, the place was pitch-dark, so she naturally assumed Hendrix had already left. But just as she raised her hand to turn on the lights, his voice suddenly came from the darkness.He asked, "You're back?"Noelle jumped in surprise, her hand instinctively pressing the switch. The living room lit up instantly, revealing the figure sitting on the couch and his intense gaze.Noelle immediately frowned."Where did you go tonight? Did you have fun?" he asked again.Noelle didn't answer him and instead shot back, "Why are you still here?""I've already brought my things over, so where do you expect me to go?"It was only then that Noelle noticed the two suitcases in front of her."Who gave you permission to move in?" she asked.Hendrix said nothing.For some reason, Noelle looked at him and almost felt like he seemed… hurt? But as soon as the thought surfaced, she quickly shut it down. She was really losing it. How could she feel sorry for Hendrix?Still, she
Hendrix still held the towel in his hand, its soft texture carrying a faint, pleasant scent. Thinking back to Noelle's angry expression earlier, he couldn't help but smile as he walked out with the towel in hand.With Hendrix causing such a disturbance, Noelle lost the mood to continue showering. She quickly rinsed off a few more times before putting on a bathrobe and stepping out. To her surprise, Hendrix was still there, and his two suitcases were plainly placed at his feet.Noelle's expression immediately darkened, but before she could say anything, Hendrix spoke up, "There's already stuff in your guest room, so I can't fit my things in."Noelle frowned. But then, she quickly remembered that Dylan had indeed stayed here before, and it seemed he had left some of his personal items behind when he left.Left without a choice, Noelle could only walk over to the guest room and take Dylan's clothes down. She was prepared to return to her bedroom with those clothes in hand when Hendrix
That huge pot of pasta was not only too much, but it was also terribly bad. Noelle couldn't remember ever having eaten something so awful. In the end, she couldn't help but turn the stove back on and cook him a new bowl.Hendrix just stood next to her, watching.Noelle turned around, about to tell him to leave, but Hendrix seemed to know what she was thinking, so he said, "I want to watch, so I'll know how to cook it next time.""Mr. Freeman, this doesn't suit your status," Noelle said flatly. "If you want, there are plenty of women who would be willing to cook for you.""I know," answered Hendrix simply, but that answer seemed to lead to another one.Noelle fell silent. She didn't say anything else. Instead, she simply placed the plate of pasta on the table and turned to leave."Did you tell Dylan tonight?" Hendrix suddenly asked. "About us.""Yeah.""Did he agree?""Yeah."Noelle's response was simple, with a touch of indifference.Hendrix didn't say anything more.Soon,
Seeing Noelle remain silent for a while, Oliver couldn't help but call out, "Ms. Swanson?"Noelle snapped back to reality and immediately put on a standard smile. "Of course, Mr. Freeman. Thank you for making the introduction.""We're all partners. It's the least I can do."As he spoke, Hendrix stood up and extended his hand to her.There were others in the conference room, and in their eyes, Hendrix was still the attention-grabbing man. So, Noelle had no choice but to extend her hand in return.But as she shook Hendrix's hand, she couldn't help but dig her nails into his palm. Her nails weren't long, but with the pressure, Hendrix surely felt some pain.Noelle noticed his brows twitching slightly. She didn't linger, though. After saying her goodbyes, she turned and walked out.The "Mr. Mueller" Hendrix mentioned was a major figure at Vinton Bank. Even if Noelle had dealings with the bank, meeting him in person would be out of the question. For Hendrix, however, it was a differe
Hendrix was clearly taken aback by what Noelle said.It was a strike to the heart.If he truly cared about her as much as he appeared to be, Noelle knew that just that one sentence would be enough to keep him awake all night. And the thought of that made her incredibly happy.Even though she understood that hurtful words in a relationship were like a double-edged sword—wounding her as much as they hurt him—in that moment, all Noelle cared about was that he felt the pain more deeply than she did.Noelle didn't look at him again and simply turned to leave. The cobblestone path wasn't easy to walk on.She knew the backs of her heels were bleeding, but she didn't pay any attention to them. She walked into the restaurant in her high heels, with Hendrix silently following behind her.Though it was called a farmhouse restaurant, the decor was far from ordinary. As soon as Noelle entered the lobby, she noticed two paintings hanging nearby. The signature on them was one she was very famil
Javier inquired, "You think it's pretty good, too, huh? That's the charm of Vinton City's landscape. If this were in Coppersville, it definitely wouldn't be the same. "Try this chicken soup. It's on a completely different level compared to the usual stuff out there. The restaurant's still in its soft opening phase, but give it some time, and it's sure to make waves in the scene…"Javier launched into an enthusiastic monologue.It wasn't until later that Noelle found out that Javier had a stake in the restaurant. That explained a lot.Noelle sat quietly, listening as Javier rambled on about the restaurant's future plans. After a while, she finally couldn't take it anymore, so she stood and said, "Excuse me. I need to use the restroom."Javier glanced at her but didn't bother to respond. He was simply too engrossed in his conversation with Hendrix. Not minding it in the slightest, Noelle smiled and walked out of the private dining room.The restaurant was massive, and it seemed th
By the time dinner ended, it was nearing 10:00 pm.Javier seemed quite satisfied with the evening's discussions. Before leaving, he told Noelle that he would review her proposal first. His tone had noticeably softened, and Noelle responded with a bright, enthusiastic smile.As for Sandra, who had unexpectedly shown up tonight, she had been practically invisible throughout the evening—except for the moment she glanced at Hendrix as she boarded the car.It was a look filled with a mix of grievance, resentment, and a hint of hope. Whatever response Hendrix gave, Noelle didn't witness it, because in the next instant, Sandra had already entered Javier's black Bentley, which swiftly drove into the night.The smile Noelle had been forcing onto her face disappeared instantly. Without sparing a glance at the man beside her, she turned on her heel and headed straight for her own car. But Hendrix was quick to grab her arm."What are you doing?" Noelle immediately brushed his hand off. "Have
By the time Noelle realized it, Hendrix's lips were already on hers. They had been through many intimate moments together, their familiarity with each other's bodies surpassing even their understanding of their own.Yet, it wasn't until this moment of shared kiss that felt like it belonged solely to lovers—devoid of desire, yet deeply meaningful.Hendrix's movements were gentle, his lips softly enveloping hers and his tongue lightly grazing against them in careful, deliberate strokes. It was as if he were handling a precious yet fragile treasure, his tenderness boundless and cautious.Noelle suddenly felt a little fuzzy in the head. At some point, her hands had instinctively gripped the collar of his shirt, twisting it tightly in her grasp.And then, her phone rang.The crisp ringtone was like an invisible hand, yanking Noelle out of the ethereal world of fleeting tenderness.Hendrix tensed for a moment, but Noelle reacted even faster, shoving him away with a firm push. At the sa
"And yet, Dylan still chose to be with you. So, Ms. Swanson, the only reason you lasted this long with him is because he was willing to put up and make compromises with you. But what have you ever done for him?"With those final words, Leah left.Her last sentence wasn't spoken loudly, but it still felt like a heavy blow to Noelle's chest, reverberating in her mind.It wasn't until some time later that Rosie came out of her room. She looked up at Noelle with concern and confusion. "Mommy?"Hearing her voice, Noelle finally snapped out of her daze and turned to her."Was that Mr. Pritchett's mom just now?" Rosie asked. "Why was she being so mean to you?"Noelle forced a smile. "She wasn't being mean. It's just a mother's instinct. Just like how I would chase away all the bad guys who try to hurt you, she's just trying to protect her own child.""But Mommy, you're not a bad guy." Rosie looked even more confused."Wasn't she?" Noelle asked herself.Over the past two days, she had
After Leah finished speaking, Noelle fell silent."So, you do know that you're the one who's dragging him down, don't you?" Leah looked at her, the sarcasm in her smile deepening."What do you want me to do?" Noelle asked."Isn't it obvious? I want you to leave him, of course!"Noelle pursed her lips. "But Mrs. Pritchett, Dylan is an adult. He knows what he's doing. Besides, we've made a promise to each other. How could I abandon him now when he has stuck with me through it all?""Abandon?" Leah let out a sharp laugh. "Don't act like you don't know what's going on. His company was doing just fine before, so why is it suddenly being targeted? It's all because of you! Think about it—has anything good ever happened to him since he met you?"Every single time something bad happened to him, you were the reason behind it! Even back then! Do you really not know that his grandfather was accused of money laundering because of Hendrix? If not for that, Dylan wouldn't have gotten engaged to
"Is that a yes or a no?" Leah narrowed her eyes."He was here a couple of days ago, but he left last night.""Is that so?" Leah responded indifferently, as if it didn't matter. "Just as well, because I have something to say to you."Noelle didn't refuse. She simply stepped aside to let her in.Dressed in a custom-tailored dress and leather shoes, Leah took one step inside and immediately frowned. She swept her gaze across the room, her dissatisfaction evident."Would you like something to drink?" Noelle asked.Leah didn't answer. Instead, her gaze slowly settled on Rosie.Despite her young age, Rosie had the sharp intuition that all children possessed. Thus, she could tell at a glance who was kind and who was not.As Leah scrutinized her, Rosie instinctively shrank behind Noelle, peeking out with wary eyes.Seeing this, the disdain in Leah's gaze deepened.Noelle gently patted Rosie on the shoulder. "Rosie, be a good girl and wait for me in your room, okay?"Rosie didn't res
Seline was the one who sent Hendrix the screenshot. She didn't add any commentary—just a simple screenshot. But the message she was conveying couldn't be any clearer. She wanted to tell him that he was out of the game.Hendrix stared at the screenshot expressionlessly for a moment before deleting it and promptly blocking Seline. Then, he turned his attention back to the computer screen. The data was still there, but he couldn't focus on a single number.Even though he had deleted the screenshot from his phone, he still felt as if it had been burned into his mind. He pressed his lips into a thin line as he slowly balled his hands into fists.After a while, he finally couldn't take it anymore. He shot up from his seat and grabbed his car keys before walking out. He drove fast, though he didn't really know where he was going.Eventually, he stopped in front of a new construction site. He had bought this plot of land a year ago. Construction had only started a few months ago because it
After all, the amount of effort Dylan had put in over the years was something no one else could fully comprehend. At least from what Noelle had seen, she knew how difficult his journey had been.But now, it was all being easily destroyed because of her.So, she would have completely understood if Dylan had chosen to sacrifice her. In fact, she might have even expected it, and that was precisely why she found his response so surprising—this was the first time she had been so firmly chosen.She unconsciously clenched her teeth as she looked at the man in front of her."You don't want to?" Dylan asked her.Noelle actually laughed out loud at the question. Then, she quickly lowered her eyes, forcing back the tears in them before looking up at Dylan again."I do. This kind of life isn't hard at all. You don't know this, but ever since I was a child, I've dreamed of having a home of my own. It doesn't need to be big or luxurious, and it certainly didn't need hired help or a nanny."As
"To be honest, I'm not entirely sure," Dylan replied. "But there have been a lot of issues at my company lately. It's not anything fatal, but the series of incidents makes it hard to believe it's all just a coincidence. And—"He paused, his brow furrowing slightly.Noelle looked at him. "And what?""What's more concerning is that several banks we've been working with have recently expressed their intention to terminate their partnerships with us. They've even refused to continue negotiations. I don't believe for a second that there isn't someone pressuring them to do this."What he didn't say was—in Coppersville, there were only a handful of people who could actually pull something like that off. That was because he believed Noelle could figure it out on her own.Noelle stood there, unmoving. She clenched her hands, seemingly trying to calm herself, but her teeth couldn't stop chattering.It was at this moment that Dylan asked her, "If I lose, will you be disappointed?"His ques
Rosie hesitated for a moment before finally nodding.Dylan took over the task from Noelle. It was clear that this was his first time doing something like this, as his movements were a little clumsy. But Rosie didn't seem to mind. She stayed quiet throughout the entire process.Noelle stood to the side, watching. Suddenly, she found the scene oddly heartwarming.She had always known Dylan was the best choice, and that was why she had been trying so hard to convince herself to accept him. And now, it seemed that maybe she hadn't made the wrong choice, after all.After watching for a moment, she couldn't help but take a photo of them with her phone.Under the soft light, Dylan was gently combing Rosie's hair while she held a doll in her arms. The two of them looked like a pair of real father and daughter.Noelle didn't linger any longer. She turned and went to prepare breakfast for the next day. She had already prepared the pie dough earlier. Now, all she needed to do was put in the
After Dylan finished speaking, he simply stood there, quietly watching Noelle.Noelle didn't respond, but her hands noticeably clenched.Noticing this, Dylan stared at her balled fists for a while before reaching out and gently taking them in his hand.Noelle glanced down at their joined hands but didn't pull away. For Dylan, this was already a huge encouragement. Without hesitation, he leaned in closer, his lips slowly moving toward hers until…"Mommy!" Rosie's voice suddenly rang out, causing the two of them to jump up in fright. Noelle, as if caught doing something wrong, immediately pushed Dylan away.Her movement was so sudden and forceful that Dylan didn't have time to react. Thus, he ended up slamming his head into the nearby cabinet with a loud thud.Noelle froze for a moment, then quickly stepped forward to check on him. "Are you okay? I'm sorry.""I'm fine." Dylan waved it off with a smile. "Don't worry. It doesn't hurt."Noelle frowned, studying him with concern.
Dylan stood there, stunned.It took him a while to snap out of it. Then, with a smile, he patted Noelle on the shoulder and asked, "What's this? Did you miss me?"His tone was teasing, but it couldn't hide the hoarseness in his voice.Noelle pursed her lips and slowly stepped back, her eyes fixed on him. Dylan raised an eyebrow, meeting her gaze.After taking a deep breath, Noelle asked, "Have you been feeling tired lately?""Not really. I was just busy.""Did something happen?"Even though Noelle phrased it as a question, there was a hint of certainty in her tone.Dylan's expression froze for a split second, but he quickly regained his composure and smiled. "Don't worry. It's nothing serious. I've already handled it."He ruffled Noelle's hair as he spoke. Then, he turned to Rosie and asked, "And what about you? How have you been lately?"Rosie nodded. "Good.""That's great. I brought you a gift. Want to see it?"Rosie immediately nodded again.When Dylan first started g