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
Noelle's stomach didn't hurt anymore, so she took a short nap. When she woke up, Quentin was still asleep, and his features seemed softer. Noelle picked up her phone and noticed a message from Yvette: "Did Quentin give you a hard time, Noelle?"Noelle: "Nope."Yvette: "Even though I'm rooting for Mr. Xenos, I still hope things work out with you and Quentin. After all, both of you are closer in age. Mr. Xenos is a little older… F-Forget what I said. Don't listen to me…" she sent a bunch of gibberish.Noelle tugged at the corner of her lips. Yvette was probably scared of her cousin and was ready to give in, which was why she sent all these messages.Noelle: "I know what to do, so you should focus on your studies!"Then, Janet called, and she answered it. "Elle, come over to Lane Mansion in a bit. By the way, is Quentin with you? Come together. I want to celebrate your birthday."Noelle glanced at the man, who was still asleep beside her. She was tempted to turn Janet down, as she w
After she punched him, the whole world fell silent. Quentin clutched his throbbing face, momentarily stunned. His dark eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Noelle.Noelle felt much better. She huffed, averted her gaze, and refused to meet his gaze. He tugged at the corner of his lips and shot her a menacing glare. Perhaps he was aware that he was in the wrong, because he didn't say a word.Martin had witnessed the whole scene through the rearview mirror. The corners of his lips twitched as he struggled to keep his laughter at bay. This was probably the biggest loss Quentin had ever suffered in his life.And just like that, the couple arrived at Lane Mansion. When they got out of the car, Quentin's expression was as dark as coal. Janet had the housekeepers prepare a lavish dinner and a birthday cake. With a loving smile, she told Noelle, "Make a wish, Elle!"Noelle froze for a moment, recalling how she and Yvette had waited for Quentin with a cake and dinner on the night of h
Quentin cleared his throat again. This time, he felt awkward as well. Noelle's face was as red as a beet. "Get intimate? More like get a divorce," she thought to herself. He couldn't help but steal a glance at the woman beside him. The way she blushed with embarrassment was just way too cute."The F-Fifth of the month," Noelle answered reluctantly with her head lowered. Janet counted on her fingers. "It just so happens to be your ovulation period today! Perfect; you two stay here tonight and work hard. Hurry up and give me a grandchild!"Janet had no idea that Quentin had bailed on Noelle's birthday to be with Xyla. She thought the couple was still head over heels for each other. She gave Noelle an encouraging pat on the back before heading downstairs.Noelle turned around, embarrassed. "Mom—" she gasped as she bumped into Quentin's firm chest. He held her by the waist and chuckled softly above her head. "You're so clumsy. How're you going to be a mom?"Her face turned bright