Chapter 143

Xyla heard the sound of the phone being hung up and grinned. Then, she heard the sound of the door lock turning from outside. Squatting on the floor, she sobbed.

Quentin returned with some frozen food. Since Ava wasn't around that day, he didn't dare to leave Xyla alone at home and decided to stay with her. Also, both of them hadn't eaten yet.

"What's wrong?" His breath caught in his throat when he noticed her huddled on the floor, her head buried in her knees, and her shoulders shaking with each sob. Xyla looked extremely pitiful. He immediately set the groceries down and strode over.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Quentin crouched down and held her shoulders. His face was filled with worry and concern.

Xyla raised her tear-stained face. "Yvette just called, Quint. You weren't around, so I answered it for you, but… she yelled at me; she called me a little tramp who seduced you, said that I ruined your marriage with Noelle and that I deserved to go to hell…" It seemed as if she could