"Dylan, what do you think you're doing?" The moment Jean caught up to Dylan, she demanded an answer. "You're seriously going to give me an attitude in front of everyone?"Dylan stopped in his tracks. Then, he turned around and glanced at Jean before saying, "I didn't mean to do it.""You didn't mean to do it?" Jean let out a cold laugh. "Are you joking? Then tell me—what exactly were you trying to do back there?""I just don't see the point of this dinner," Dylan replied expressionlessly. "So, I didn't want to waste my time.""You don't see the point? Don't you know who Hendrix is? He's the general manager of Amity Group! Do you have any idea how many people in Coppersville would kill for a chance to have dinner with him?""That's them, not me."Jean stared at him for a long moment before suddenly laughing. "Oh? Do you still think you're the same high-and-mighty professor as before? Or maybe… you just hate Hendrix because he stole the woman you loved the most?""Jean." Dylan's g
Jean's temper flared quickly but faded just as fast. Or rather, when it came to Dylan, she had always shown a level of tolerance she rarely afforded others.So now, after just a few coaxing words from him, her anger dissipated.At that moment, Dylan took the chance to say, "Alright. I really do need to make a call. You should head back in first. After all, you were the one who set this dinner up, so it wouldn't look good if neither of us were there.""Fine. I'll go in first, but hurry up with the call.""Got it."Dylan smiled, standing in place as he watched Jean return to the private dining room.The moment she shut the door behind her, his smile vanished instantly. And in its place was obvious exhaustion and disgust.He turned, about to find a quiet corner to have a smoke, but then, he saw Noelle standing there.He had no idea how long she had been there, but from the look of her face, she had likely heard everything—Jean's commanding tone and his own subdued responses. Dy
Noelle immediately stopped and turned to him.That calm, almost puzzled gaze only pierced Dylan deeper.After a long pause, he finally asked, "Are you looking down on me, too?""No," Noelle answered without hesitation. "I already said—I think you did well, and I can understand why you did what you did. Besides, my choices weren't all that different from yours. So, what right do I have to look down on you?"Dylan instantly fell silent at her words. Then, he smiled bitterly. "Is that so?""Yeah, so—"Noelle had been about to pull her wrist free, but Dylan tightened his grip and asked, "So, do you not hate them?"Noelle frowned."I actually have a very direct way to get revenge on them. Do you want to know what it is?"As Dylan spoke, he leaned in closer to Noelle—so much so that she could see the sinister glint in his eyes. But more than that, she saw his trembling lips.And because she saw it so clearly, she didn't dodge. In fact, she didn't even shift in the slightest. She si
Noelle remained standing there, calmly looking at Hendrix.Hendrix met her gaze for a moment longer before his smile gradually vanished. Then, in a calm voice, he said, "Alright. Let's go home."And with that, he strode forward and grabbed Noelle's hand without hesitation."Where do you think you're going?" Jean's voice rang out behind them. "Hendrix Freeman, do you really think we're that easy to bully? Do you even know who you just hit? You—""Call the police," Hendrix cut her off calmly. "And while you're at it, have the restaurant check the surveillance footage. Then, you'll understand exactly why I hit him."That indifferent attitude of his left Jean completely speechless.Hendrix didn't spare her another glance. After he finished speaking, he simply grabbed Noelle's hand and marched forward quickly—so quickly that Noelle had to half-jog just to keep up.In their rush, she hadn't taken her coat or scarf. The moment they stepped outside, the biting wind hit her, sending an i
The moment those words left Noelle's lips, Hendrix suddenly let go of her throat. He kept looking at her as he staggered several steps backward.Suddenly, he laughed."Oh, so that's how it is. Yes, I've known all along. Honestly, Noelle, your acting was never that good. I never said anything because I was willing to be deceived by you. But since you already made the choice to lie to me, why didn't you just keep lying? Why did you have to—""Because there's no need to anymore," Noelle interjected. "At this point, continuing to lie would just be ridiculous.""And am I not ridiculous now?" Hendrix's gaze bored into hers. "Why would you do this to me?""I told you—I hate you."This time, Noelle's answer was clear and absolute.Hendrix stared at her, and suddenly, a phrase surfaced in his mind—"Hate born out of love".But as he looked into her eyes, he saw no emotions in them. And that was when he understood—she didn't feel the same way about him. All that was left was pure hatred.
Finally, Noelle said, "Back in Dynalis, the last time I lowered my pride and asked you—if you had given me even the slightest chance back then, I wouldn't have become so completely cold to you. But what did you do instead? "You took Sandra on a trip there, and even worse… she ended up pregnant."At that, Noelle couldn't help but let out a laugh that dripped with mockery.Hendrix had looked utterly defeated just moments ago, but the second he heard that, his eyes snapped up. "What did you just say? Who told you her child was mine?"Noelle didn't answer.Hendrix immediately pieced it together himself. "It was Sandra, wasn't it? The day you two ran into each other in the hospital? Why didn't you ask me? I could have explai—""That won't be necessary," Noelle cut him off. "I didn't ask because I didn't care. If the baby is yours, then it's yours. What does that have to do with me?"Just like that, Hendrix was silenced. He stared at the woman in front of him and suddenly realized—he
"Noelle, you've won." Hendrix stood in front of her, his voice low and hoarse. "But what makes you think I'll let you go?"Noelle's lips curled slightly. "I never expected you to let me go. In fact, if you want to keep this marriage going, even go through the wedding, I'll play along. But let me tell you something—our life will always be like this. If you don't mind that, then neither do I."As for this child, I will love him with everything I have. But that has nothing to do with you. I'll love him simply because he is mine."…Hendrix left. The door slammed shut with a forceful bang, and the entire house fell into silence.Noelle remained standing where she was. It was only after a while that she slowly slid downward until she finally sat on the cold floor.She had thought she wouldn't feel pain. After all, she had planned for all of this. This outcome should have been within her expectations.And yet, she could still feel the slow, relentless ache radiating from her chest—lik
When Noelle woke up, the sky outside was already bright. The snowing had stopped, but inside the house, she was still alone.Noelle had thought Hendrix would come talk to her today. After all, based on her understanding of him, he was never one to drag things out for too long. The longer it dragged on, the more it would seem like he had lost.But this time, Noelle was wrong again.Hendrix didn't come back the entire day. Instead, in the evening, it was Beatrice who called Noelle, asking her to come to the villa in the outskirts.Noelle didn't know what she wanted, but she still went the next day.Perhaps it was the comfortable living environment, but Beatrice looked noticeably better than before. She had also abandoned her usual traditional and expensive outfits. Dressed in casual wear with her hair tied in a simple low ponytail, she looked much younger and more alive.In the past, Noelle had always felt that Beatrice was like a woman trapped inside a picture frame. But now, it w
"Do you not trust me?" Noelle asked.Hendrix was momentarily stunned, then he slowly frowned. "What did you say?""Do you not trust that I can protect myself or that I can help you? Or do you think I'm just a burden?""Of course not," Hendrix immediately denied it, his expression growing darker. "How could you think that of yourself? If I thought that, why would I bring you here?""Since it's not that, then why don't you want to—""Because I don't want you to be in any danger," Hendrix said in a low voice. "Clearly, we could have used other methods, couldn't we?""But right now, this one is the fastest and most convenient, right?"Hendrix couldn't answer.Noelle smiled. "See? You're admitting it, too. And honestly, you don't have that much time, either. So, weighing the pros and cons, doesn't it make the most sense to choose the most efficient option right now?""No," Hendrix said through gritted teeth.Yet, he couldn't pinpoint exactly what was wrong.After meeting his gaze
"I know things aren't that simple," Noelle said quietly.Her sudden change of topic caused Hendrix to furrow his brows slightly.He wanted to say something, but Noelle continued, "If it were that simple, you wouldn't have agreed to let me use this method to lure Dylan out from the start. This isn't Coppersville, and more importantly, the people around you now are only driven by self-interest."So, it would be impossible for them to help you find Dylan and make him lose everything. That is—unless he makes a move against you first. But in that case, Dylan would definitely be extra cautious. He might even hide for years or decades."As Noelle spoke, Hendrix suddenly laughed. "So what? You think I can't wait?""I know you won't wait." Noelle looked up at him. "I know you're not as indifferent as you appear to be about what happened to the Swifts. If I don't do this, you'll definitely think of other ways, right?"And I also know that those ways of yours would be even more dangerous tha
The text message Hendrix had received just now was from Noelle. It contained the motel's address and the room number she had booked.The two of them hadn't seen each other at all these past few days—not even a phone call. Noelle wasn't sure if Dylan had sent anyone to watch them, and even the slightest trace of contact could become the reason everything fell apart.Noelle knew she wasn't clever enough to cover every detail flawlessly, so instead she put on a performance so convincing, even she almost believed it.She understood that in Dylan's mind, he always believed himself to be a noble man. The belief came from the way his family had raised him and the public image he maintained.Dylan and Hendrix were completely different. Hendrix had never cared about what others thought of him. Even in public, if he disliked someone or found them disgusting, he wouldn't bother pretending otherwise. The fact that he didn't humiliate someone outright was already the limit of his courtesy.Wh
Amy figured that maybe Hendrix had somehow found out what she had been thinking earlier and wanted to kill her now to keep her quiet. After all, no one who could survive in that circle was really normal.She knew how this worked. To people like him, women like her weren't even human. If he was in a bad mood and decided to use her to vent, that would be totally normal to him.She licked her lips, just about to try explaining, when she realized that he wasn't even paying her any attention. He got out of the car without a word and walked straight inside.That reaction left Amy completely thrown. For a moment, she was at a loss for what to do.Should she follow him? But what if he really was planning to do something to her? If someone like her died here, no one would even notice.But if she didn't follow, and he wasn't planning anything, wouldn't she be missing a golden opportunity?Amy felt completely torn.As she watched him disappear into the motel, she threw all her concerns away
This was the second time Amy had seen Hendrix. The last time, he had picked her out of a group—and today, he did the same.More importantly, Amy was now wearing the jewelry he had bought her. That piece alone had cost hundreds of thousands of dollars, and he hadn't even blinked at the price.From that alone, Amy was certain that she had won. She had stood out among the prey and become the object of his favor. The only thing she wasn't sure of was how long his interest toward her would last.In the social circles of Nuvark, women like Amy had their own internal rankings—a list sorted from most to least desirable targets. Hendrix wasn't on that list, but Amy knew that he was easily one of the top players in the game.She could tell that just by how Erwin and the others treated him. So, the fact that she hadn't hesitated and went straight for the win was the right call. And now, all the others could only look at her with envy and jealousy.The uniquely styled sports car sped down the
Then, Dylan hesitated a little. "Are you pitying me?""No, no!"Noelle quickly shook her head. "I just feel like I dragged you into this. It's like because I almost married you back then, Hendrix has been targeting you ever since. If not for that, you'd probably still be doing fine back home, and the Swift family wouldn't have ended up like this. So, I feel guilty."Her voice grew more hoarse as she spoke.Dylan stared at her for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter. He laughed like he had just heard the funniest thing in the world, completely delighted."So, now you finally see Hendrix for who he really is?" he asked. "I told you before—he's never treated you right. Otherwise, why would you have taken Rosie and run to another city in the first place?"And back then, if it hadn't been for me, you never would've been forced to marry him. So, Noelle, have you remembered now? The one you actually love is me."Noelle stared at him, stunned.Dylan stood up at that moment, closin
As soon as Noelle asked that, the man across from her clearly froze for a moment. Then, he chuckled softly.Noelle didn't say anything else. She just stared at him, steady and sure. There was something in her gaze—something unmistakably certain.Dylan no longer tried to keep up the act. He simply raised a hand and took off his sunglasses.His appearance had changed a bit since the last time. His beard was longer, his eye sockets deeper, and his overall presence had taken on a sharper, more dangerous edge.But when he looked at Noelle now, he smiled slightly. "So, you remember me?"Noelle didn't respond. Of course, Dylan hadn't forgotten the last time they had seen each other. And he wasn't sure if Noelle actually remembered everything, which made his smile a little stiff.But the next moment, Noelle asked, "Why are you here?""I'm working here. I couldn't survive in Coppersville anymore, remember?" Dylan replied.As he spoke, he kept his eyes on her, clearly watching for her r
Erwin was even beginning to wonder if Hendrix had actually lost his mind.But Hendrix just looked at him and countered, "Weren't you always the one telling me to live this way? Now that I'm finally enjoying it, why are you calling me crazy?"Erwin had no comeback for that.Hendrix glanced at him, then suddenly slung an arm around Erwin's shoulders and pointed at a woman up ahead. "Check her out. What do you think?"…Noelle spent three days alone in the hotel. During those three days, Hendrix never came back.She ate alone and sat alone in a hotel lobby, staring blankly into space. In the end, she decided to book an early flight home.Just as she lowered her head to check flights on her phone, someone suddenly sat down across from her.It was still bright outside. The hotel lobby lights were on, and a hanging lamp above them cast the man's shadows long across the floor.Noelle kept her head down. But the moment the man sat down, it was as if she could sense something. Her hand
Noelle hadn't gone far. When Erwin came downstairs, she was standing at the entrance of the hotel, lost in thought.This wasn't Coppersville. Even in a place this well-lit, as a woman, she was still in danger. Moreover, she had obvious traits that made her an easy target—an innocent face, small frame, and delicate appearance.Hendrix had brought Noelle to Nuvark before. But at that time, he treated her like a fragile porcelain doll. Wherever she went, he followed closely, as if terrified that the slightest accident might befall her.But tonight…Erwin felt the situation was a bit too complicated. This, he thought, was more complicated than having to analyze hundreds of data sets at work.However, he didn't say much. As a host, he simply walked over to Noelle and told her he would have someone send her back to the hotel.Upon hearing his voice, Noelle slowly turned her head to look at him. When their eyes met, Erwin immediately frowned."Thank you," Noelle said softly, her eyes ev