Rosie paused at Hendrix's words. Then, she turned to look at him."Where did you take Mommy?" Rosie asked."You want to see her, don't you?" Hendrix countered.Rosie didn't respond."Or are you angry at her?" Hendrix continued. "Because of what she did that day?""No!" Rosie quickly replied. Then, in a softer voice, she said, "I'll never be angry at Mommy. But she hates me."As she spoke, her voice choked up.Hendrix chuckled softly. "What nonsense are you talking about? How could your mommy ever hate you?"Rosie didn't say anything else.She was clearly traumatized by what happened at Seline's funeral. After all, Noelle was the one who had always protected her and who never raised her voice at her, no matter what she did wrong. Yet, that day, she had seemed so different.Rosie couldn't understand why Noelle had changed. Even more so, she couldn't understand why those people kept saying she should have been the one who died or why Noelle thought so, too."Your mommy is just
The weather was beautiful the next day.Hendrix had someone take Noelle to the yard to enjoy the sun. She didn't object to the arrangement, but she was still in a listless state.But then, a jolt went through her body when she heard Rosie's voice coming from behind. "Mommy!"Noelle turned her head sharply to see Rosie running excitedly toward her. Rosie wore a beautiful dress, her hair neatly tied into little braids.Noelle, however, suddenly sprang to her feet and took a sharp step back. Her movements were frantic, as if she had seen something terrifying.Noticing Noelle's reaction, Rosie's steps gradually slowed until she came to a stop. Then, she looked at Noelle in disbelief.Noelle opened her mouth to say something, but no words came out.Hendrix quickly walked over to Rosie and whispered something into her ear.Rosie's eyes were still red, but she quickly pulled herself together. After wiping her eyes forcefully, she continued to walk toward Noelle.Noelle still wanted
Hendrix was happy about the development.During breakfast, Noelle even took the initiative to speak to him. "The weather is nice today. Is it okay if I drop by the Swifts' place later?"Hendrix had been pleased by her earlier comment, but his expression faded when he heard what she said next.Noelle sat there, looking at him seriously. "You promised me before. Or were you lying to me then?""I wasn't lying," Hendrix quickly replied, though his brows furrowed slightly. "But why do you want to go there?""I owe them a proper apology," Noelle answered.But what Marla and Marshall wanted wasn't necessarily an apology.Noelle had only just started to improve recently, so Hendrix didn't want anything unexpected to jeopardize her progress. Not to mention, he knew all too well how much Marla and Marshall hated Noelle right now."Don't worry," Noelle said, as if she knew what Hendrix was thinking. "I know they won't forgive me, but even so, I want to do something to ease my conscience.
Noelle couldn't remember the last time she had been outside with the sun rays touching her skin. It wasn't until she saw the Christmas decorations and felt the festive atmosphere on the streets that she realized the end of the year was approaching.So, it had already been over a month since Seline passed away.Noelle stared out of the window for a while before slowly closing her eyes.The Swift residence was eerily quiet.Noelle had been here a few times before. Sometimes, when Seline brought Rosie over to play, she would come to pick her up. More often than not, as soon as she reached the door, she could already hear Rosie's cheerful chatter coming from the inside.Marla would watch Rosie with pure affection, then urge Seline to hurry up and get married. Seline would always push back defiantly, and Marla would scold her, but there was never any real anger in her tone.Noelle knew Marla loved Seline deeply, so when Seline later insisted she didn't want to get married, Marla simpl
Clearly, Marshall was equally worried about Marla's condition. Thus, he quickly turned to Hendrix and asked, "What does Noelle want to say to my wife?"Hendrix shook his head. "I have no idea."None of them knew the answer, so they could only wait quietly outside.Hendrix had imagined countless possible mishaps. He had even prepared himself to rush in immediately if something happened without a second thought of where he was.But to his surprise, nothing happened. He couldn't hear any sound coming from inside the room, as if Noelle and Marla were having a calm, peaceful conversation. Yet, the calmer it was, the deeper his frown became.He assumed it was just the calm before the storm and that the real storm would quickly come. But it didn't.Noelle soon emerged from the room.Hendrix wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but Noelle's demeanor seemed lighter, as if she had shed a heavy burden.When she saw Marshall, she even smiled and said, "Thank you for letting me meet Mrs.
Hendrix had been staring at her. It wasn't until Noelle's words reached him that he snapped out of it and looked at her."Hadn't you always wanted to get her something?" Noelle asked. "Well, now's your chance.""Would she want it?" Hendrix asked instead.Noelle hesitated, then nodded. "I think so. Rosie's a simple child. She can tell who treats her well and who doesn't. She's not the type who holds grudges easily, so as long as you treat her well from the bottom of your heart, she'll accept you in no time."Then, she looked at him and asked, "You do love her, don't you?"Hendrix was clearly not used to expressing himself in such a straightforward manner. So, when Noelle finished speaking, he paused for a moment before slowly, yet solemnly, nodding.Noelle smiled and said, "Then, she'll feel it.""So, what should I buy?" Hendrix asked.In the end, following Noelle's suggestion, Hendrix bought Rosie a brand-new set of paintbrushes and a collection of comic books.When they arriv
The Christmas decorations on the street looked even more striking at night. But to Noelle, the festive and joyous red color looked more like blood.Hendrix went straight to his study once they had returned to Roselle Court. He had been sleeping there for a while now.Occasionally, when Noelle woke up, she would find him sitting by her bedside, never crossing any boundaries.And tonight was no different.After showering, Noelle should have gone straight to bed. But instead, she suddenly went downstairs to pour herself a glass of water.The light in Hendrix's study was still on. He was on the phone while typing on his keyboard, speaking quickly and decisively. When he heard footsteps, his head immediately snapped up.He hadn't fully switched out of work mode, so his gaze was still sharp and intense. But the moment he realized it was Noelle, his expression softened, and his eyes slowly drifted over to her. Even though the heater was turned on, he found her outfit to be a little too
Noelle quickly wrapped her arms around Hendrix's neck. She had done this countless times before. But perhaps it had been too long since she had done this because the moment itself, along with what was about to happen, suddenly made her a little nervous. Her fingers instinctively tightened.Hendrix laid her down on the bed. Noelle's eyes were already closed, but after a long while, what she had anticipated still hadn't happened. Confused, she opened her eyes.Hendrix was pulling the blanket over her. This action stunned her. She looked at him with eyes filled with confusion.He smiled faintly before kissing her lightly on the forehead."Go to sleep," he said. "I'll stay here with you."Noelle pressed her lips together. This wasn't what she meant. She could tell he wanted to do it, too—that much was obvious. Even the way he looked at her made that clear.And yet, he did nothing. He simply gazed at her in silence.She couldn't help but ask, "Don't you want to do it?"Hendrix pause
"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