Since Noelle couldn't fight Quentin or shove him away, she let him be.Fortunately, he slept soundly without pulling anything funny on her. Similarly, she had a good night's sleep. To be honest, she was scared of sleeping alone. With him by her side, she had no fears about monsters and spirits, which helped improve her quality of sleep. She woke up to Quentin's voice from outside the room. He said, "If it has arrived, send it over. Yes. Send it to Noelle's place."She had no idea what he was talking about, so she glanced down from the window and noticed the flowers sitting on her balcony. They were all unique and different in their beauty.Quentin took the call near the flowers. Standing straight and bathing in the morning sunlight, he gave off an affable feeling. She fell into a trance over his charm and thought, "If only he didn't have another woman in his heart. That'd be nice."Quentin happened to turn around at that moment. Their eyes met, and she paused.Grinning, he tea

John had once guessed that Noelle was Quentin's admirer, but never in his wildest dreams had he imagined her as Quentin's wife—the elusive Mrs. Lowe in the rumors.It turned out that the man who picked up John's call yesterday wasn't just any lunatic. John assumed it had been Quentin.Meanwhile, Noelle attempted to shove Quentin away. "Go away! Aren't you ashamed to be doing this in public?"As she was trapped in his arms and pressed against the wall, she found that the air between them changed. Suddenly, her heart pounded wildly. She became more panicked.With a low chuckle, Quentin tilted his head to kiss her on her cherry lips, causing her body to stiffen in shock.What was more embarrassing was when she saw John over Quentin's shoulders. The toe-curling embarrassment made her blush. She realized Quentin must have kissed her on purpose.Once John walked away, Quentin let go of Noelle. She hit him with her clutch before storming away.He pursed his lips, which tasted of her.

Noelle finally came to terms with the fact that Quentin had never loved her. She shouldn't have delusionally believed that she was important to him just because he showed her some affection.Compared to Xyla, she meant nothing to him.In the afternoon, Noelle received another provoking message from Xyla. Xyla wrote, "Noelle Xanthos, so what if everyone knows you as Mrs. Lowe? With a call, I can get Quentin rushing to my side. Why do you keep clinging to him? You should know better. I am the woman he loves, and if you stick around him, you'll only make a joke out of yourself."Quentin's decision to attend the event with Noelle seemed to have upset Xyla. For a second, Noelle held her breath as she read Xyla's message.Janet happened to call Noelle at that time. Noelle answered the phone and heard Janet saying, "Elle, come over tonight to check out the outfits I bought for you!""Sure, Mom." Noelle tried her best not to let her frustration show.In the evening, Noelle traveled to

Quentin had sworn off ever having slept with Xyla. So, what was with the social media posts by Xyla? How about the rumors that he was keeping a mistress at a separate residence? Was that untrue?Given Quentin's ego, he might not even bother to lie over such trivial matters. Deep in thought, Noelle made her way to the second floor. At the same time, Janet folded her arms with an amused expression, seemingly waiting for Quentin to bungle up. "Explain to me the rumors of you keeping a mistress. What's with Cedarfield Villa?"Quentin put on a stern look. His patience had worn thin. He snapped, "Those are baseless rumors!" With that, he rose from the couch and went to the second floor, leaving the angry Janet in the living room.Noelle was about to take a rest when Quentin entered the bedroom. Before addressing her, he closed the door behind him. "Later, tell them that you're heading back to work. I'll leave with you. Xy is hospitalized, and she seems to be in a severe condition. I n

Quentin's heart started racing, and he felt lightheaded. His phone slipped from his hand and fell to the floor.Xyla, who had been sleeping, was suddenly jolted awake. She asked, "What's going on?"Quentin picked up his phone and said, "Elle's in trouble!" Then, he rushed out of the ward and left Xyla frozen.It was then that her phone rang. Gloria handed the phone to Xyla to answer. After a few moments, Xyla yelled into the phone, "Useless!"Meanwhile, Quentin was speeding through the streets in his car and running several red lights. All he could think about was that he might have caused Noelle's death.Police tape surrounded the crime scene on South Bay Street, and a swarm of police cars arrived. Quentin quickly parked his Maybach and hurried toward the scene. He nearly stumbled over the uneven street, but a police officer caught him."Sir, I'm sorry for your loss," said the officer.Quentin shoved the officer's hand away from him. He couldn't believe that Noelle was gone.H