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Quentin was at a loss for words. He didn't find Xyla to be particularly attractive or pitiful, but he did have a strong urge to comfort Noelle.Without thinking much, he leaned in and suggested, "Maybe you could let out a little cry so I can hear you?"He hoped to see her look at him with a pitiful expression as she cried out in pain. He would hold her close and offer her solace. Noelle was stunned at what he said."Mr. Lowe, it's almost dawn. Remember what you promised me," Noelle reminded him. He seemed to have forgotten, and she felt the need to jog his memory.Quentin's mood soured at once. He lay back on the bed and ignored her completely. A heavy knot of emotions tightened in his chest. Her constant mentions of divorce made him feel like she was eager to move on with John. He refused to give in to her wishes.The room fell into silence, and before they realized it, dawn had arrived. Consumed by thoughts of the divorce, Noelle had barely slept all night. Dark circles hung hea
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Noelle looked at Quentin in surprise. She couldn't understand why he would thank John in such a strange manner.Quentin met her gaze. His expression was inscrutable but certainly not friendly. Noelle felt a wave of anger rise within her.John, who was sitting across from them, was also surprised. He spoke uncomfortably. "Mr. Lowe, I appreciate your gratitude. You don't have to feel indebted, because anyone would have helped in such a situation. Being your brother is an honor I don't think I deserve."He raised his glass, downed the contents quickly, then got up and added, "I have some business to attend to. I'll be leaving now."After nodding to Noelle and Quentin, John left without eating anything. He thought there might be hidden reasons for the lunch invite, but he went to be polite. He also made sure to be well-mannered throughout.Noelle's anger boiled over after John left. She glowered at Quentin. "You did that on purpose!"She realized that Quentin couldn't truly intend to
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Quentin was kissing Noelle when a car pulled up in front of them. It was a black Mercedes with an unfamiliar license plate.As the rear window rolled down, Michael's handsome face appeared. Noelle was momentarily distracted by the sight. Quentin let go of Noelle and turned around. When he saw Michael, he gently took Noelle's hand, which felt cold."Get in touch with Emmie. She won't show up unless you do," Michael said casually. It had been more than three years since Noelle last saw Michael.She remembered how Michael held her hand, played with her, and carried her on his shoulders. He treated her like she was the most important person in his life. Everything changed when he met Lia.Noelle tightened her fist and responded, "Mr. Xanthos, you're giving me too much credit. I would've done it ten years ago if I could've persuaded her to stay. You wouldn't still be playing this game of hide and seek with her now, would you?"She knew Michael had come for Emmie. For years, it had been
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Xyla cried beautifully and sadly. Suddenly, she held her throat and struggled to breathe. Quentin quickly scooped her into his Maybach and ordered, "Hurry. To the hospital!"Noelle turned around and was deeply affected by what she saw. Though she knew Quentin cared deeply about Xyla, it still hurt her to see him panic as he carried Xyla away. She turned around and got into Michael's car.…Emmie was at a closed-off excavation site for an ancient tomb on the outskirts of Dragfort. She received a WhatsApp message from Michael. "This is the man you found for your daughter!" Attached to the message was a photo of Quentin carrying Xyla away.Her heart skipped a beat. She turned to her assistant and said, "Let's call it a day. I have to leave." She ignored the dust on her clothes, and she left immediately.It took Emmie more than three hours to get to the center of Dragfort. She traveled mountain roads, highways, and city streets.At 8:00 pm, she reached the destination shown in Michae
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Just as Noelle was about to fall, someone caught her just in time. Noelle looked up and saw the worried look on John's face."Noelle?" John said. He was the owner of the Luminous Grand Hotel and he was there for an inspection."Mr. Xenos..." Noelle blinked back her tears.John noticed blood on his hands when he let go of her. He questioned, "Are you hurt? Did they hurt you?"Noelle shook her head as she replied, "No."Without hesitation, John took her hand and said, "Come on, let's get you to the hospital!"…Janet had arranged for the best medicine for Noelle and Quentin through a friend, but she couldn't reach them on their phones. So, she called Martin directly. "Have you seen Quentin and Elle?"Martin was at the hospital. Quentin had stayed behind after Xyla was taken there, and Martin hadn't left either. He had even been sleeping in the car."Mrs. Lowe, Madam Noelle has been taken away by her father," Martin replied.After a pause, Janet asked, "What about Quentin?"Mar
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Quentin looked worried. His forehead creased with concern, and he felt his chest tighten.The doctor helped Noelle with her wound and warned her not to touch it again to prevent scarring. After thanking the doctor, Noelle prepared to leave. Quentin tried to help her, but she pulled away from him."Mr. Lowe, you should get ready for the courthouse," Noelle said coldly. She showed her determination to proceed with the divorce immediately.As she began to walk away, Quentin grabbed her wrist, and said, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have left you with Michael! I'm sorry!" He genuinely meant his apology, though there was a hint of his usual controlling nature in his words.Noelle smiled thinly and said, "You've apologized enough, Quentin. You'll never prioritize me over Xyla. So, why keep holding on to this marriage?"Seeing the pain in her eyes, Quentin felt a sharp ache in his own heart. Holding her tighter, he asked, "What if I promise it won't happen again?"He dreaded the thought o
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Noelle's phone rang. It was Janet calling."Elle, are you okay?"Just moments ago, Quentin had informed Janet that Noelle had returned. Upon hearing Janet's voice, Noelle felt a lump in her throat."I'm fine, Mom," Noelle answered.Janet breathed a sigh of relief and ordered, "Bring Quentin and drop by later. I've got some great healing ointments here. I'll apply them for you."Noelle replied, "Okay."After ending the call, Noelle exited the courthouse lobby. Quentin unlocked the Maybach's door, expecting her to join him. But without a word, she hailed a taxi instead.Quentin's heart sank.They soon arrived at the Lowe Mansion. From a distance, Noelle spotted Janet waiting at the entrance. As Noelle drew closer, Janet reached out, taking her hand and giving her a thorough once-over."Elle, did Michael do anything to you?" Janet asked."No, Mom," Noelle replied, shaking her head.Janet visibly relaxed. She guided Noelle inside the house and passed her the ointment bought from
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"Mom, what's wrong?"Noelle's heart skipped a beat.Emmie softened her tone and continued, "I'm fine. I'm just about to head to the work site. Don't worry, I'm okay."Noelle breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "He ... hasn't been hard on you, has he?""Not at all, Elle." Emmie coughed again. "I'm about to leave. Get in touch later."Emmie hung up. The chilly weather from last night had given her a headache and a bit of a cough.As Emmie turned around, she found Michael staring at her intently. Emmie froze."Are you trying to become sick by taking a cold shower just so I can't touch you?"Michael drew near, his voice low and frigid. They were both dressed in pajamas.Emmie's slim ankles and calves were visible, while Michael's chest muscles were on display due to his pajama sleeves hanging carelessly. Emmie averted her gaze."You've already got Lia. Why bother chasing after me? If I'm not mistaken, Lia ought to be in Dragfort City as well."She's been with you for so many ye
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