Chapter 147

It was pure torture for John, though. He took a deep breath and found it hard to accept his new nickname. But he didn't want the woman he loved to be unhappy, so he could only convince himself to accept it. "Alright then, but be warned; I'm extremely picky!"

Noelle burst out laughing. "I'll cook for you. I'll make you whatever you want, Johnnie."

His heart skipped a beat. "It's a deal, then?" The thought of his beloved cooking for him was enough to make him look forward to it for days.

"Yep!" she responded. After hanging up, Yvette came to pick her up from the hospital. On the way home, the girls went to a restaurant to grab a bite to eat.

After they walked in, Yvette went straight to the restroom while Noelle waited for their meal to be served and thought about her next steps in suing Quentin and Xyla.

When she looked up, she noticed a young man with gold-rimmed glasses and a beautiful woman at a nearby table rise and leave. Chance? Noelle was dumbfounded. Wasn't he supposed to