Chapter 117

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.

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