"Noelle, let me remind you," Hendrix said, his tone cold and resolute. "The power to decide whether our relationship continues or ends has always been in my hands. Even back then, if I hadn't agreed, do you really think you could've divorced me so easily?"Noelle's hand, which had been braced to push him away, slowly dropped to her side.Her eyes, which had flickered with traces of anger and sadness, went completely blank as she stared at him.He wasn't wrong. What power did she ever have? In his eyes, she was nothing more than an object.Once, she had been his wife and was expected to bear his children. Now, she was just a tool for his gratification.Her quiet, detached demeanor was something Hendrix knew all too well. His brows furrowed again as he watched her. After a pause, he gripped her chin and abruptly leaned down, capturing her lips in a forceful kiss.The moment their lips met, tears slipped down Noelle's cheek.The cold touch of her tears sent a shiver through Hendrix
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