Quentin's heart ached. "Elle, I can't turn back time to that night, but I'll do whatever you want!" He just wanted to ask for her forgiveness, and he was willing to do anything for it.Noelle smiled. "So, we can't start over again either, Mr. Lowe." After all, she had given him a chance, and he had thrown it away.His gaze dimmed. Just then, Yvette pushed the door open and walked in. "Noelle, what do you think of this?"As soon as she spotted the handsome man standing in front of Noelle, she pursed her lips. "Oh, look who's decided to show up."Then, she shook her wrist to show Noelle the wooden rosary around her wrist. "I bought it this morning. It hasn't been blessed yet, but what do you think? Not bad, right?"Noelle smiled. "Mhm, it's very pretty." She then turned to Quentin. "Please leave, Mr. Lowe. I have work to do, so I won't keep you. Yvette, please see your cousin out." With that, she ignored Quentin and focused on drawing the blueprints.Yvette scowled at Quentin. "Que
Quentin made his way to Dennis' office. He plopped onto his leather couch and lamented, "Noelle won't forgive me. What should I do?"After listening to Quentin's account, Dennis looked at him helplessly. "Didn't she tell you what she wanted? All you have to do is turn back time to that night."Quentin was at a loss for words. Was he trying to annoy him on purpose? If he had the ability to turn back time, he wouldn't be here.Dennis exclaimed, "Oh, but I still can't believe you promised to spend her birthday with her and then went back on your word. Who else can you blame but yourself?"Also, just like you said, it was her first birthday after you guys decided to start over. In all these years, have you ever celebrated her birthday? I'm sure you've celebrated countless birthdays with Xyla but never with Mrs. Lowe, right?"Quentin frowned and remained silent."Honestly, I think you're screwed!" Dennis didn't mince words. Quentin was a shrewd businessman, who had zero emotional inte
"Please don't do anything drastic. I'm here for you!" he told Xyla, sitting on the edge of the bed.Xyla looked scared and anxious. "Quint, will the police come and take me away?"All of a sudden, she grabbed his hand. "Could you tell Noelle that I'll give everything back? Just don't let the police take me away! I won't take anything from you again, I promise!"His heart ached. He took her hands, pulled her into his embrace, and gently patted her back. "No one is going to take you away. The things I gave you are yours; no one has the right to take them away!"Xyla rested her head on his shoulder and nodded. "Okay."After calming her down, Quentin rose to his feet and reminded Ava, "Be more careful in the future. Keep anything dangerous out of Xy's reach!"Ava hurriedly nodded. "Understood, Mr. Lowe."In the quiet room, his breathing grew heavy. He turned around and left. A sly smile crept onto Ava's face. When she turned around, her eyes crinkled. "Ms. Cadwell…"…Meanwhile, o
Noticing the sarcasm in her expression, he frowned at her. "What do you mean?"Noelle responded, "I meant what I said." At this point, she had completely given up on him. She didn't even want to say another word to him. Xyla's tricks had always worked, not just because of her acting skills but because he'd enabled her. Just then, Xyla's attending physician came over and told Quentin, "Mrs. Lowe's test results from this morning are out, Mr. Lowe. Please come with me to pick them up later. Mrs. Lowe's condition is still very unstable. As her husband, you should spend more time with her."Quentin felt awkward and was about to correct the doctor when Noelle chuckled. Her eyes were brimming with sarcasm as she asked, "When did you marry another woman, Mr. Lowe?"His forehead creased. "Noelle, I—" However, she had already turned and walked away. In her haste, she ran into a cleaning cart, hitting her ribs. Then, she staggered. The pain made it hard for her to catch her breath. All tha
Quentin came to a halt in front of the female doctor. Several young medical personnel were also present. All of them were taken aback by his imposing presence.Quentin said coldly, "Listen here, Xyla Cadwell is not my wife. My wife's name is Noelle Xanthos. I am not Xyla's husband; I am Noelle's husband! From now on, be careful of what you say!"The female doctor's eyes darted around nervously as she stammered a few incoherent words in response. It was obvious that she was intimidated by his imposing presence. She was new to the hospital, having just been transferred from another region, and had no idea who Quentin was or what rumors surrounded him.After he left, the medical personnel started gossiping, "Xyla wasn't Mr. Lowe's wife to begin with. Who said she was his wife? She's just a mistress who wants to take the rightful Mrs. Lowe's place!"The female doctor's face flushed from embarrassment. She immediately grabbed Xyla's medical record, stormed into her ward, and flung it
"I ran into the hospital's cleaning cart, but it's okay. I'll be fine after a short rest," Noelle said sheepishly. Yvette insisted on calling John, and she couldn't stop her, nor did she have the strength to do so.Overwhelmed by concern, John rushed forward to help her up. "Come on, I'll take you to the hospital!""I'm fine, really. I'm a medical student. I know what I'm doing!" That accident wouldn't have hurt her much; she was probably just emotionally strained."Then, let me call my family doctor over!" His usually gentle eyes were now clouded with worry because of her.Her eyes misted over. Why did the warmth she so desperately craved always come from someone other than Quentin? Why was he only capable of causing her heartache? "Okay…" she choked out. John immediately contacted his family physician. After hanging up, he turned to Noelle. "What happened?" He wondered why she would run into a cleaning cart."Did Quentin pick on you?" he inquired, noting her silence. He was
Quentin shot her a menacing glare. "Do you want me to tell your parents that you were out hiking Cedarfield at night?" Yvette's heart skipped a beat. She immediately shook her head, shut her mouth, and obediently backed away.When her cousin wasn't mad at her, she'd dare to push his limits a little. But she wouldn't dare to do so in this situation. Deep down, she feared Quentin, the future head of the family and her eldest cousin."Get your ass over here, Noelle!" Quentin called out grimly. Noelle frowned. Was he going to assert his dominance over her again? "What can I do for you, Mr. Lowe?" she asked calmly with a frown. He responded, "You're my wife. Why do you think I called you over?"He then shifted his attention to John. "Mr. Xenos, are you just going to stand there and watch us get it on?" After saying that, he loosened his tie and sat on the living room couch as if he owned the place.Her breathing grew heavy with rage. "Quentin Lowe, how dare you?" Who gave him the ri
Quentin snapped, "We don't need it!" Then, he slammed the door shut.The family physician was startled. How could John's friend be so rude? At a loss, he called John. "Mr. Xenos, it appears that Ms. Xanthos doesn't need my services." Even if he didn't treat Noelle, he had to let John know. The latter fell silent for a moment before he realized what was going on. Quentin would never allow his doctor to treat Noelle. "You can head back now."Suppressing his anger, he called Noelle. She picked up the phone from her nightstand and answered it. John's voice was gentle yet laced with concern. "How're you feeling now? Are you feeling better?"Noelle responded apologetically, "I feel much better now, Jo." She felt embarrassed for making him worry so much about her."That's good to know," John responded. He hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately didn't. "Get some rest.""I will." After hanging up the phone, Noelle looked up and noticed Quentin standi