"Then who are you planning to make your husband, huh?" Quentin asked, his breathing unsteady.Noelle had no interest in engaging with him anymore since he was always turning things upside down. She reached for the car door, but he grabbed her wrist and pushed her against the seat.He leaned in close and kissed her forcefully, his lips crushing hers like he was staking his claim.Her eyes widened in shock. For a moment, she forgot to breathe. So, she only stared at him in shock.Martin, in the driver's seat, saw through the rearview mirror that they were nearly on top of each other. He was so frightened he almost crawled under the car.He quietly opened the car door and tumbled out as fast as he could.Quentin's kiss was forceful and possessive as if declaring his dominance. At first, Noelle was too stunned to react, but soon she began to resist.However, she couldn't fight off his advances, and he pushed her down into the seat. Her breathing grew unsteady, and her cheeks burned.
Summer had thought about betraying that man just once, but at the last moment, she couldn't go through with it. She felt like a coward.Why was it that he could have one woman at home and another outside? Why could he come to her only when he wanted her body, while she had to wait through so many lonely nights for him?She took out her phone and saw a call from Noelle. She wanted to answer it, but the call had already ended. She then checked the message Noelle had sent and went to find her at the entrance.Noelle sat on the steps, traumatized by the pervert. She felt like someone might suddenly expose himself to her.She was on edge after waiting for Summer for over half an hour, which felt like an eternity.Just then, Summer walked over while taking off her headpiece, revealing her alluring face in the night."Why did you leave so early?" she asked, seeing the figure on the steps.Noelle felt nauseated thinking about the pervert.She blurted, "Don't mention it. I ran into a pe
Noelle was startled, thinking a burglar had broken in. When she saw the familiar face of the man, her expression turned cold."What are you doing here?" she asked.Quentin stepped inside and said, "I'm hungry. I want to eat the homemade pasta you make."Typically, he was the kind of man who cared about his image, yet he was only wearing pajamas.She wasn't pleased by the sudden intrusion, so she snapped, "Go ask Xyla to cook for you."Why should she make him food when they were already getting divorced?He grasped her wrist, his deep onyx eyes softening.He sighed, "I promise to keep my distance from Xyla from now on, okay?"She paused.As she was still contemplating the truth of his words, Quentin casually walked in and sat on the sofa. He leaned back as if he was completely exhausted."It's been so long since I've eaten your pasta. Sometimes, I even dream about it," he remarked.Something in Noelle's heart softened. For that moment, she felt a pang of tenderness."Wait he
Noelle slept soundly, undisturbed by the thunder and lightning in the middle of the night, because the warm presence behind her made her feel safe and secure.She woke up feeling refreshed and stretched her arms. When she bumped into the person lying next to her, she was startled. Turning her head to the side, she was surprised to see someone else in her bed. Noelle was a little upset as Quentin had climbed into her bed yet again!Quentin was startled awake. He sat up and stared at her with his dark eyes. Because Quentin was around, she had deliberately worn a conservative nightgown. Yet, in the soft morning light, her flushed cheeks, supple skin, and her enticing curves faintly visible beneath the fabric made him gulp. How long had it been since they last made love? All of a sudden, he felt an overwhelming urge to plunge into her, craving that mind-numbing sensation. He grasped her arm and yanked her down, then flipped over and pinned her beneath him. Noelle hadn't expected
Quentin was well aware that Noelle was testing him. If he said he was going to see Xyla, she would undoubtedly bring up getting a divorce again. However, he was genuinely worried about Xyla.In light of this, he told Xyla, "I'll have Martin take you to the hospital." With that, he hung up on Xyla and called Martin. "Could you take Ms. Cadwell to the hospital for a checkup? She's not feeling well, so be quick about it." He paused for a moment before adding, "If anything happens, call me!"After hanging up, he felt a shiver run down his spine. Looking up, he met Noelle's bright eyes. She was staring at him meaningfully. He flashed her a smile. "I'll go make breakfast for you." Right now, all he could do was appease Noelle. His words successfully diverted her attention. Noelle was surprised that he could make breakfast. Skeptically, she followed him downstairs. Quentin put on the pajamas he had worn the previous night, opened the fridge, and took out a loaf of bread, two eggs, a
However, she was currently in her safe period, so it shouldn't be a problem. Noelle took another bite of the sandwich. Quentin inquired, "Do you want to continue your studies? Dragfort Medical School is quite good. If you're interested, you could apply for a graduate program there."As his words sank in, she stiffened. Should she continue her studies? It had been her dream since she was little, and it had also been that person's dream, to go through bachelor's, master's, and doctoral studies, eventually donning a white coat and becoming a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded. But she had caused him to lose his son, and in the end, he had driven her out of the house, leaving her no choice but to abandon her studies. He was a renowned hematologist in the country and a visiting professor at Collinview University who held great authority in the medical field. Back then, he had inspired her to study medicine. Yet, it was also because of him that she had to drop out. Noelle to
With such a reassuring presence in the car, Noelle felt much more at ease. The car ride went without a hitch, and she drove Quentin all the way to Stille Industries. Before getting out of the car, he leaned over and pecked her cheek. With a smile, he got out of the car and walked toward the building. The spot where he had kissed her felt scorching hot, and her heart swelled with a sweet, tender feeling. Noelle couldn't help but turn her head to look out the window. Through the car window, she watched as his tall and imposing figure stride into Stille Industries with a steady gait. Pressing her lips together, she restarted the car and drove away. While waiting at a red light, Noelle sent Ella a message: "Let's hold off on the lawsuit for now!"Ella: "Why?"Noelle: "I want to give him a chance."Ella sent her a surprised emoji. "Alright, just let me know when you want to proceed later."Noelle: "I will."…Meanwhile, Martin called Quentin before he could step into the eleva
"Alright, that's enough! You're still injured, so you should get some rest." Right now, he couldn't bring up Noelle because it would only make him feel worse. Xyla obediently closed her eyes.Quentin got up and walked to the window to check his messages. He had just asked someone to contact the principal of Dragfort Medical School to inquire about Noelle's graduate program. But now, he didn't have time to go. He postponed his meeting with the principal and his work for that afternoon, planning to stay here and watch over Xyla that night. At 3:00 pm, Noelle sent him a photo. "Should we have this for dinner tonight?" The photo showed a plate of salad and braised salmon.Quentin hesitated for a moment as he realized it would be cruel of him to tell Noelle that he wasn't going home that night. But he was so concerned about Xyla that he steeled himself and replied, "I have a business gathering tonight, and I won't be home until late. I won't be going over to your place today."After