However, Noelle was not present.Hendrix's eyes scanned the room, but he quickly turned to the person standing behind Ophelia—who was in a white shirt and with deep-set eyes and a sharp nose.It was no wonder that Noelle was stunned, as even Hendrix himself was momentarily taken aback by the person in front of him.But it was only for a brief second before he regained his composure. He turned to the nearby maid. "Where's Noelle?"His voice was crisp and clear, causing the conversation in the living room to come to an abrupt halt as everyone turned to look at him.Yet, Hendrix seemed to ignore it all, not even greeting Ophelia or the others. His attention was solely fixed on the maid."Ms. Swanson went to the restroom. She should be…"Before the maid finished speaking, Hendrix had already walked forward.Right at this moment, Noelle also came out. When she saw Hendrix, she was stunned, then she looked at the people in the living room.Hendrix didn't care. He just grabbed her an
"Identity? What identity?" asked Hendrix.The words made Ophelia pause for a moment, and then she asked, "What identity are you talking about?" "Hm, Gerald's illegitimate child, is it?" Hendrix spoke, even directly mentioning Gerald's name. As soon as he finished speaking, Ophelia's displeasure reached its peak. But Hendrix seemed completely unaware, continuing, "But everyone in Coppersville knows that my parents had a strong relationship. For an illegitimate child to suddenly appear… It's really not something honorable for the Freeman family, is it?""A strong relationship? Have you forgotten what happened last year?" Ophelia said, her eyes briefly scanning Beatrice. The meaning was crystal clear.But Hendrix didn't mind. He smiled slightly and continued, "You're wrong to say that. The two matters are completely different in nature. No matter what, my mother never did anything out of line while they were married. "But Gerald's been dead for so many years, and suddenly, an
Ophelia's mood was already bad, and hearing Noelle's laughter made her expression darken even further. "What are you laughing at?" "It's nothing. I'm just happy for you…" Noelle glanced at Hendrix. He was also looking at her, seemingly waiting to see what kind of explanation she would come up with. When Hendrix heard Noelle's response, his eyebrows lifted slightly, followed by a chuckle. Unlike the earlier mockery and coldness, his smile now seemed more genuine, as though Noelle had really amused him. But Noelle paid him no mind and continued speaking to Ophelia, "After all, you must be quite bored in this house. You should indeed feel happy for having such a filial grandson." Once Noelle finished speaking, Ophelia did not respond.She could certainly tell that Noelle hadn't been genuine in her words, but Noelle's words were crafted so smoothly that there was no obvious flaw. So even though Ophelia was angry, she could only swallow her feelings for the moment. Hendrix didn
Noelle knew she shouldn't have said anything. Hendrix was clearly angry, and as soon as she spoke, it was like she became a target for his frustration. It wasn't even her business to begin with, so when Hendrix said that, Noelle chose to remain quiet. However, her silence still didn't satisfy him. "Why aren't you saying anything?" "What do you want me to say?" Noelle replied flatly. "This is your family's business. It doesn't really concern me." As they spoke, the car had already been driven a good distance, but as soon as Noelle finished speaking, Hendrix slammed on the brakes. Though Noelle had her seatbelt on, the car was moving too fast, and she was jerked forward violently by the sudden stop before bouncing back into her seat. The back of her head hit the leather headrest, but it didn't hurt. Still, Noelle furrowed her brows and turned to look at Hendrix.Hendrix also looked at her. "What do you mean by it's my family's matter? Aren't you my wife?""Okay.""Okay?" Hen
"No," Noelle rejected without hesitation. "Why should I agree to this?" "See? You know it. She doesn't love me," Hendrix replied. "I just don't want to make a pointless bet with you." "If you're really that confident, why not take me up on the bet? After all, in your eyes, you're guaranteed to win. You could get me to do something for you. Doesn't that sound like a pretty good deal for you?" Noelle still wanted to refuse, but when she met his gaze, she suddenly hesitated. Maybe it was because the Hendrix of that night reminded her of her past self.And that was when she thought about what Beatrice would feel—a biological child, whose relationship with her wasn't exactly close, compared to someone with no blood relation to her who appeared so obedient.Noelle bit her lips and asked, "If you win, what will you ask me to do?"Hendrix just chuckled and said, "You don't have any faith in yourself, huh?""Forget it." Noelle regretted her hesitation, turning away. "I don't want to
After Hendrix hung up, there was a moment of silence in the car.He had won the bet with Noelle. But in that moment, his emotions were flat, devoid of any excitement or triumph. Perhaps it was because everything had unfolded exactly as he expected. From the moment he saw Nathan, he knew that while the situation might not have been orchestrated by Beatrice, she still had chosen to stand by and watch with a cold, indifferent gaze. It was a reminiscence of his childhood. Hendrix would fight with other kids, and Beatrice would stand on the sidelines, watching coolly until they were pulled apart. Only then would she step forward, guide him away, and pour a bottle of water over his head in a quiet place. She would then ask, "Feeling calm now? Fighting is the last resort. Only the most useless people resort to such crude methods."That was true.But those words, they could have come from a teacher or any elder, but they should not have come from a mother. Hendrix had always been an
When Noelle saw the guy, she was stunned. Then, she looked at the two women fighting by the side.Sandra's hair was a mess, and there was a palm print on her face. Instead of a fight, it was more like Sandra getting beaten.The woman pressing on her didn't back away. She took a beer bottle and was about to hit Sandra's head with it when the man, Javier, finally couldn't take it anymore and grabbed her hand. "What are you doing?""Let me go! Are you seriously defending this slut? Javier, don't forget how you came to this position! Without me, you're nothing!"The woman was angry, and as they fought, the bottle flew toward her.Noelle was just standing at the door. When the bottle flew toward her, she wanted to take a step back. However, the person behind her was faster. Hendrix blocked it with his hand. The bottle hit his arm before it fell onto the ground, making a loud noise.The atmosphere in the private room shifted, and everyone looked over.When Javier's eyes met Hendrix'
People could only divert their attention for so long. It was only for a few seconds, like someone in a gloomy mood, even if they momentarily forgot their feelings after seeing something. Once those seconds passed, the gloom inevitably returned. The same could be said for the atmosphere between Noelle and Hendrix.Even though Nathan's arrival had prompted a temporary "truce" between them, nothing else in their relationship had changed.What stood out, however, was how quickly Noelle could shift her emotions compared to Hendrix.At this moment, Hendrix's hand was still suspended midair. It was only after a long pause that he retracted it, tossing his phone onto the center console."You don't believe me?" he asked."Not really," Noelle replied almost immediately. "Besides, at this point, there's no reason for you to lie to me, is there?"Hendrix listened to her words, but they didn't make him feel any better.So, it wasn't that Noelle didn't believe him. She genuinely didn't care
Noelle parked the car and looked up at the name of the complex in front of her—Lumos Complex.The complex was located on the outskirts of Coppersville. It wasn't large, but the surrounding transportation was very convenient, and there were also supermarkets and hospitals nearby.As Noelle entered the complex, she noticed several elderly residents exercising and playing chess downstairs. The scene was very lively, but she didn't stop. Because she knew that the person she was looking for wouldn't be among them.Before coming, Hendrix had already shown her the layout of the complex, so she was able to find the unit number quickly. The large door was tightly shut, and the entrance was kept very neat—with shoes placed in an orderly manner, and the umbrellas were neatly stored.Seeing this, Noelle immediately knew she had found the right place. Without hesitation, she raised her hand and knocked on the door."You can just leave it at the door," a reply came from inside almost immediatel
"So, I think he's probably partnered with another fund by now." Noelle wasn't sure if she was right since it was just a guess.After all, Dylan might have fallen from grace in the country, but the assets he took with him were substantial. That fortune alone could provide him a comfortable life abroad. So, it wasn't impossible for him to simply vanish.However, Noelle didn't believe Dylan would give up that easily. A person who would stop at nothing to climb to the top wasn't someone who would simply settle for a quiet and stable life. Thus, it was more likely that Dylan would bide his time for revenge to ideally strip Hendrix of everything.But after Noelle finished speaking, Hendrix went quiet. His prolonged silence made Noelle frown. "Did I say something wrong?""No, I just didn't expect you to think this way."Noelle studied him with knitted brows."So, you don't blame me at all?" Hendrix asked."Why should I blame you?"Hendrix didn't answer. But their current location and
In truth, Hendrix had never intended for Marshall to die. Even the doctors had said—the real cause of death was that he had lost all will to live.When someone gave up on life themselves, no amount of medical intervention could bring them back. But to claim Hendrix bore no responsibility wouldn't be entirely true, either.Dylan had always stayed close to the Swift family with ulterior motives, so even without Hendrix's involvement, it was only a matter of time before their assets were completely devoured by Dylan.But the fact remained that Hendrix had indeed helped speed things along. He was the force that hastened the Swift family losing everything.Hendrix was well aware of this. So, when faced with Noelle's question, he didn't know what to say.When his silence stretched on, Noelle finally turned to him with a puzzled look."Are you blaming me now?" Hendrix asked quietly.Before she could answer, he grasped her hand. "I admit I sped things up, but do you really think they'd
It took a while for Noelle to realize this was the Swift residence. Logically speaking, she shouldn't have had any memories of this place. After all, she had never come here since her return.But the body remembered things the mind could not lie about.Seated behind the wheel, Noelle could almost see glimpses of her past self walking through the gates. Back then, the Swift household must have been filled with laughter. Yet, how much time had passed since then?The desolation before her was jarring. She didn't know how long she had been staring when her phone rang. It was Hendrix."Where are you?" His voice was tight, filled with worry.Noelle paused before answering, "The Swift residence."A heavy silence followed on the other end. Then, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard, he asked again, "What did you say?""The Swift residence," Noelle repeated. "But the villa has been sealed by the court, so I can't go in."This time, Hendrix heard her clearly, and he believed
"Marla hasn't done anything out of the ordinary. She just sits there all day in a daze, silent and motionless," the doctor said as he led Noelle forward.Even though it was the best psychiatric hospital available, its core nature remained the same. As they walked, Noelle couldn't help but feel a heavy sense of oppression in the air.The corridor was lined with locked doors—not regular hospital doors, but ones reinforced with metal bars. It looked less like a medical facility and more like a prison.The deeper they went, the more tightly Noelle's brows knit together.Marla was in the room at the very end. She was sitting with her back to the door, staring blankly at the small window above, lost in thought.Just the sight of her silhouette made Noelle feel as if she had been dealt a heavy blow to the chest."Marla," the doctor called her name.But she didn't offer any response.So, he tried again, "Marshall Swift."This was the only name that had elicited any reaction from her r
"I'll go with you," Hendrix said as he tried to get out of bed, but Noelle quickly pressed him back down."The bathroom is just inside the room. Why are you getting up?" she said with a frown, her tone tinged with displeasure."Oh, right," Hendrid replied. Only then did Noelle release her grip on him and get up.By the time she came back from the bathroom, Hendrix was fast asleep again.Noelle, however, still didn't feel sleepy. After taking a look out of the window at the pitch-black sea, she decided to go to the deck for some fresh air.Hendrix had only shown her the way once, but Noelle remembered it instantly. However, her timing was unfortunate, as someone was already on the deck.A man stood there smoking. The smoke rings left his lips, dissipating in the sea breeze before they could fully form.Noelle stood behind him, and the scent drifted over—pungent and sharp. She couldn't help but sneeze.The man immediately turned around. His body had been tense, his eyes sharp
"Perfect timing. You can explain things to Noelle," Hendrix said, standing in front of Erwin.Erwin stared at him in disbelief. "What did you say?"He came to settle a score with Hendrix, not to patch up their relationship."You're the one who caused this mess, so don't you think you should help me out here? Or is it that you're happy to see me struggling?" Hendrix asked.Of course, Erwin was happy. After all, he had always been on his own. Moreover, he believed that people like them didn't need a partner. They could have female companions or go on dates, but nothing deeper than that.There wouldn't even be any real emotions involved. What existed between them was merely a transaction. Their inner worlds were something no one could understand, nor did they need anyone to understand.But now, Hendrix was clearly going down a completely different path. Not only was he now bound by those things, but he even expected Erwin to help him out? It was pure insult!"Do you still want your
"Why are you with these people?" Noelle finally asked.It was the first thing she had said since they entered the room.Hendrix knew his answer was crucial, as it would decide whether she could accept what she had seen and heard. More importantly, it might decide the fate of their future together.So, he didn't hold back. He told her everything about Erwin, those people outside, and his connection to them.As Noelle listened, her brows drew closer and closer together.At the end, Hendrix emphasized, "I really don't hang out with them anymore. Back then, it was because everything in the country felt meaningless. I couldn't really find any real challenges. But now, I have something better to pursue. So, I barely touch those things anymore. And besides…"He looked at her then. "You already knew about all of this.""I did?""Yeah. You and Erwin know each other, too.""So, I knew you were messing around at their parties?""I never messed around," Hendrix denied without hesitation.
Noelle had already sensed it earlier. That whole excuse about not letting Hendrix go home—he wasn't a child, and Erwin wasn't his father, so why would he stop him from leaving? Unless there was something else going on.So, Hendrix definitely hadn't been alone in that room earlier.Noelle's expression dimmed little by little, and she moved to pull her hand away. But Hendrix had already sensed the shift in her mood, and instead of letting go, he tightened his grip and pulled her straight into his arms.Then, he looked at the man across from them and said, "She's my wife."The man, clearly drunk, was still letting his gaze roam all over Noelle. He completely ignored what Hendrix said. In fact, he even looked upset when he saw Hendrix hold Noelle like that."Hendrix, why are you being so possessive? Aren't we supposed to share everything?""Shut up!" Hendrix cut him off without a second thought, then turned back to Noelle. "Let's go back to the room first."Noelle didn't respond, bu