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
Noelle slowly turned her gaze to the mango tree beside her.The sapling was only slightly taller than her now, but she could already picture it in a few years—lush, full of leaves, and heavy with fruit.But she knew she wouldn't be around to see it.The thought settled in her mind, and so she voiced it to Beatrice.Beatrice's expression visibly changed. Then, in a lowered voice, she asked, "Is there really no way to turn things around?""Mm, yeah.""But I don't think you can leave," Beatrice countered. "To be honest, the last time I gave you the chance to go, that was already your best opportunity."Noelle frowned, and she was just about to say something when Beatrice spoke again, "He's my son. I know him better than you do. No matter how strained things are between you two right now, as long as he still has an obsession with you, he won't let you go."Noelle's frown deepened."Even if all that's left between you two is hatred," Beatrice added.Noelle didn't really believe he
"Yes, but was this really an investment? This was clearly a trap! Maxwell deliberately set me up!" Craig said."Oh? If that's the case, then I suggest you call the police."As Hendrix finished speaking, the expression on Craig's face slowly faded."If you do report it, I can provide you with some evidence," Hendrix continued, handing over a stack of documents he had already prepared. Craig's expression grew even darker, his chest rising and falling violently."So, you knew all along, and yet, you just stood there, watching me walk right into it! You were waiting for this moment, weren't you?"Hendrix said nothing, but his silence spoke volumes.Craig shot to his feet and grabbed him by the collar. "Are you out of your mind? What could you possibly gain from this? And to think I trusted you! I even married Noelle off to you!"Hendrix glanced down at the hand gripping his collar before speaking again, "Losing your temper at me won't change anything. The money is gone. Even if yo
Noelle's wedding dress was also custom-made. It was said to be entirely hand-stitched by a top international designer.Considering that Noelle was pregnant, the designer had thoughtfully added adjustable ribbons at the waist, allowing the fit to be easily modified to her current figure.Diamonds were embedded into the hem. They sparkled brilliantly under the lights, like a sky full of stars.Even though Noelle felt utterly numb inside, she couldn't help but admire herself for a moment when she saw her reflection in the mirror.Aside from the photoshoot, this was the second time she had worn a wedding dress. And she was marrying the same man.The first time she walked toward Hendrix, her heart had been full of joy, brimming with endless anticipation and passion. To her, he had been like the bright moon in the sky—someone she longed to approach yet feared getting too close to.So, just like the cotton candy she had craved as a child but never dared ask for, she had carefully hidden
The figure was thin—almost frail—but carried a reckless, desperate madness.Instinct took over. The moment she lunged forward, Noelle's first reaction was to shield her abdomen.A wave of sheer terror overwhelmed her. Her mind instantly flashed back to the moment on the staircase—when Sandra had pushed her down.Back then, Sandra had worn the same frenzied smile.But this time, the pain Noelle had braced for never came. She opened her eyes, only to see Sandra had already been pinned to the ground by the bodyguards."Let go of me! Hendrix, I hate you! And Noelle, you bitch! It's all because of you! Why did you come back? This was supposed to be my wedding! All of it should have been mine! Why didn't you just die? You should be dead! All of you should be dead!"Sandra kept screaming. It all seemed to be vile and malicious curses, but Noelle had already forgotten the details.Just as Noelle was feeling relieved that she was unharmed, she suddenly heard panicked screams from the cro
When Hendrix woke up, he was in the hospital. He blinked a few times, and as his consciousness slowly returned, he suddenly remembered something.Immediately, he tried to push himself up, but a sharp, tearing pain shot through his wound. He turned even paler in the face, yet he ignored the pain and turned to look for Noelle."Mr. Freeman!"Dan noticed his movements right away and rushed over without hesitation, forcibly pressing him back down."You just woke you, so don't move. Otherwise, your wound will tear open."Hendrix didn't care about any of that. He grabbed Dan's wrist in return and asked, "Where's Noelle? Where is she? Is she hurt?""Rest assured that Mrs. Freeman is fine. She wasn't injured at all," Dan replied quickly.At those words, Hendrix finally let out a breath of relief. But soon, he frowned again and looked toward the door.That look in his eyes—the message was clear.Dan immediately understood and quickly explained, "Mr. Freeman, Mrs. Freeman was here the w
Hendrix stiffened. He was even doubting if he had misheard something.When he looked up, he saw Noelle frowning at Dan as she asked, almost accusingly, "Didn't he just wake up not too long ago?""Yes, but the doctor has examined him, Mrs. Freeman. Mr. Freeman is…" Dan wanted to explain further, but his voice trailed off as he looked at Noelle. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Freeman."Noelle said nothing. She stepped forward and took the documents away from Hendrix's hands."I made you some soup," she said. "Get some rest after you've eaten it."Hendrix didn't respond.Noelle bit her lip, thinking he was angry because she had his things kept away. "You just woke up not too long ago. You need to rest."Still, Hendrix was silent.On the other end, Dan had quickly caught on. He swiftly kept the documents away and backed out of the room slowly, closing the door for them.Hendrix didn't pay much attention to him. He was still staring at Noelle.Noelle could feel the heat in his gaze. She didn't
They had clearly done more intimate things countless times before, yet at that moment, Noelle felt her wrist starting to feel uncomfortably warm.The moment Hendrix loosened his grip, she retracted her hand immediately.Hendrix said nothing. He was just waiting for her to feed him.Noelle had no choice but to comply.This time, he was very cooperative, finishing a bowl of soup quickly. Hendrix had no urgency to rest after that. He simply lay there, watching her.She ignored him and focused on packing up the food container. "I'll leave for now. Have a good rest."She turned around and left immediately, but Hendrix stopped her once more."What's the rush?" he asked. "Sit with me for a while."Noelle frowned as she gently retracted her hand. She didn't leave right away. After some hesitation, she sat by his side.Hendrix had braced himself for her rejection after pushing her limits quite substantially earlier, so he was surprised that Noelle chose to stay.She was sitting by h
Noelle didn't comment on Seline's remark. In truth, she still didn't know who was behind the downfall of the Fisher family. But no matter who it was, she didn't want to ask about it anymore.Once Rosie got off the carousel, the three of them left the arcade together.Rosie was so excited from playing that her face was covered in sweat. Just as Noelle was about to crouch down to wipe it off, Seline suddenly grabbed her arm.Her grip was tight, almost painful. Noelle couldn't help but frown.But Seline seemed oblivious. She pointed ahead and said, "Look! Who's that?"To avoid drawing attention, Seline kept her voice low and didn't point directly.Noelle followed her gaze.They were in a shopping mall, and with summer vacation in full swing, the place was crowded. So, for a moment, Noelle couldn't figure out who Seline was talking about.Seline stomped her foot impatiently. "Right in front of you! The one about to enter the Armani store!"Noelle wasn't wearing her glasses today.
In the following days, Noelle didn't see Hendrix again. But she didn't dwell on it. After all, he rarely came around before, so she didn't find it particularly unusual.As for who Angela was, it was Seline who filled Noelle in."I heard she used to be an influencer, working as a live streamer," Seline said with a frown.In her eyes, being an influencer or live streamer wasn't exactly a respectable profession. Especially when it came to someone as attractive-looking as Angela.Seline even showed Noelle some of Angela's past live streams. In the video, Angela was wearing a white dress, chatting and smiling with her audience.Noelle nodded and said, "Oh.""That's it?" Seline widened her eyes. "You're not going to say anything about it?""What should I say?" Noelle found it strange. "Oh, she's quite… pretty.""That's just the filter! And didn't you see how much makeup she's wearing?""Well, isn't that how it is in that industry?""Yes, but Hendrix's taste has really gone downhill
Hendrix remembered the scene from the last night when he stood on the balcony, watching Rosie smile and wave goodbye to Dylan. To be honest, the three of them looked incredibly good together, almost as if they were a real family.At this moment, if he wasn't mistaken, this was the first time Rosie had spoken to him on her own initiative. Yet, what she said was she didn't want to see him.Hendrix wanted to retort that this was his house, so why couldn't he be here? But when he met Rosie's eyes, he swallowed back his words.Then, he simply replied, "Okay."His response was straightforward, but Rosie didn't seem to think much of it. She merely nodded in satisfaction and went downstairs to find Noelle.Hendrix watched her retreating figure, his hands clenching involuntarily.It wasn't until the ache in his chest became unbearable that he finally snapped out of it and slowly made his way downstairs.Beatrice was already in the living room. When she saw him, she immediately called out
Noelle had initially wanted to explain that their meeting with Dylan had been purely coincidental. But after a pause, she simply said, "Thanks for your concern, but both Rosie and I know the truth of the matter. So, there's no need for you to worry about anything."With that, Noelle walked forward with Rosie in her hand. Rosie naturally followed her, and from the beginning to the end, she never showed Hendrix even the slightest trace of unnecessary emotion.But when Noelle was bathing her later, she suddenly asked, "Mommy, does Daddy hate me?""Of course not," Noelle denied without hesitation."Then, why does he always look like this when he sees me?"As she spoke, she furrowed her brows and pursed her lips.Honestly speaking, the expression she made was very similar to Hendrix's, and Noelle couldn't help but laugh."Trust me. He doesn't," she said, pinching Rosie's nose. "That's just how he is. It has nothing to do with you.""Really? But Mommy, you said before that I was th
Seline was determined to play the role of a matchmaker to the end. When Rosie had had enough fun, she suddenly claimed she had an urgent matter to attend to and had to leave. Thus, the task of taking Noelle and Rosie home fell to Dylan.Her intentions were far too obvious. To Noelle, her act even seemed a bit clumsy. But Dylan didn't call her out. Instead, he accepted the task graciously and even thanked Seline sincerely.Seline raised an eyebrow at him and whispered a few words to Rosie before leaving.Noelle could tell Seline hadn't taught Rosie anything good, so on the way back, she tried her best to distract Rosie, hoping she'd forget about it.But Rosie was a child with a strong sense of responsibility. Eventually, she seized an opportunity and asked Dylan, "Mr. Pritchett, when you have the time, can I go out with you again?"Her question was very straightforward.She stared intently at Dylan, who was momentarily taken aback. But then, he smiled and said, "Of course."Rosie
"I didn't expect to run into you here. Small world," Dylan said.Noelle gave him a slight nod in acknowledgment.Beside her, Seline asked excitedly, "You're Dylan Pritchett, the CEO of Dyno Corporation, right?""That's right. Nice to meet you, Ms. Swift."Dylan extended his hand for a brief handshake.Seline nodded repeatedly, then turned to Noelle, her eyes silently questioning her.Noelle ignored her.Unfazed, Seline looked down at Rosie and asked, "Rosie, how do you know Mr. Pritchett?""He came to the hospital to visit me once," Rosie answered seriously, then quickly asked, "Seline, didn't you say you were going to take me to go see the fountains?""Ah, right! Let's go!"Seline immediately caught on to what Rosie was getting at. She quickly grabbed Rosie's hand before turning to say to Noelle, "I'm going to bring Rosie to the fountains. You two have a good chat."With that, she whisked Rosie away.Rosie played along effortlessly. In fact, the two of them took off so qui
A child's emotions were simple and straightforward—they would instinctively gravitate toward those who were good to them.Beatrice was always kind and warm. Every time she saw Rosie, her face would always light up with a gentle smile, so it was only natural for Rosie to like her.Hendrix, however, was a different story.Their first meeting left a terrible impression on Rosie, and if Noelle remembered correctly, Hendrix had never smiled at Rosie even once.Whenever Rosie saw him, he always had a stern expression. Adding that to their bad first encounter, it was no surprise Rosie disliked him.Seline indeed hadn't seen Rosie in a long time, so they were both especially excited to see each other today.After lunch, Seline took Rosie to the arcade. She was a pro at the claw machines, and by the time they left, they had a pile of stuffed animals. The two of them happily gave away most of their winnings to the kids outside the mall.Rosie loved doing things like that.While she was b
Rosie adapted well to the new environment. At first, she was a little reserved around Beatrice. But after a few days together, her smiles grew more frequent, and whenever she saw Beatrice, she would call her "Grandma" without prompting.Beatrice bought her plenty of toys. Although Rosie accepted them all, her favorite was still the little lion plushie. She never let it leave her side, even sleeping with it at night.Noelle had once asked if she realized this wasn't her original lion plushie, and Rosie said she knew. She liked the old one, too, but that didn't change how much she liked the new one.Such simple words carried a deeper meaning that resonated with Noelle. But before she could process it, a voice suddenly came from outside, "Mr. Freeman is back."Noelle's expression froze instantly.Rosie, on the other hand, asked her curiously, "Mommy, who's Mr. Freeman?"Noelle was about to explain when the man in question stepped inside, and he wasn't alone. Next to him stood a woma
"Thank you," Beatrice's voice came from behind just as Noelle was in the kitchen preparing a snack for Rosie. Even though there were household staff and chefs in the villa, Noelle still preferred making Rosie's food herself.Despite being in a new environment, Rosie adapted quickly. Noelle had spent the morning reading to her, and during lunch, she ate quietly without fuss. She even took her medicine without any tears or complaints. Now, she was upstairs sleeping.Beatrice adored her but was careful not to overwhelm her with too much attention. Seeing Noelle take the time to make snacks, she couldn't help but speak up.Noelle froze for a second, then turned to her with a puzzled look, unsure what she meant."You've raised Rosie well," Beatrice said."I'm her mother. That's what I'm supposed to do," Noelle said. "And she's my daughter, so you don't have to thank me for that."The line Noelle drew was clear and firm.Beatrice understood what she was saying right away. She also k