Xyla stood by the window in a hospital gown, her hair disheveled. The window was open, and her fragile form seemed unsteady. Quentin dashed over to the window and drew Xyla down into his arms.Tears welled up in Xyla's eyes as she cried, "Quint, please let me die. There's no point in living anymore. Let me be reunited with my brother..."Quentin furrowed his brow and gently laid Xyla on the bed."What are you saying? It's just asthma. You'll be fine with proper care."Quentin took out a handkerchief and wiped away Xyla's tears. His gaze was compassionate, and his voice was soothing."Your brother will blame me if you reunite with him."Quentin felt a sense of sadness at the mention of the person who had died so young. Hence, he treated Xyla even more tenderly.A glimmer of resentment flashed in Xyla's eyes at Noelle's words. "Darling, don't stop", reverberated in her mind. The thought made her feel so disgusted that she gritted her teeth tightly.Xyla had never experienced an
Noelle and Lorraine met two years ago when Lorraine had a miscarriage. Noelle happened to pass by and took her to the hospital.Noelle offered to help Lorraine contact her family, but Lorraine said she had none. Noelle couldn't help but imagine a typical love story gone wrong—a woman pregnant, and a man abandoning her.Noelle felt terrible for Lorraine and dropped by the hospital daily to see her. She would occasionally bring supplements with her and give them to Lorraine.Soon, they became friends. Lorraine opened the bar with the money she received as compensation from the man after being discharged from the hospital. It was at a prime location worth millions of dollars.In Dragfort City, Noelle failed to locate the man with a history with Lorraine. The man was rich, handsome, in his thirties, and a heartbreaker. Now that Lorraine was single, it was inevitable that she would have physical needs.Noelle thought she had acted rashly and embarrassed herself when she almost barged i
Quentin's sarcasm was evident on his face. After speaking, he released Noelle and strode down the steps toward the Maybach parked under the moonlight. "Your mother got injured. She's in the hospital!" he said before promptly getting into the car. Noelle's breath caught in her throat. She immediately quickened her pace toward the Maybach."When did it happen? How is she?"After Noelle settled into the car, she closed the door behind her. An invisible force tightened around her chest, making it hard to breathe.Quentin glanced at her and answered, "Five hours ago. Her arm got fractured." An accident occurred at the excavation site, resulting in Emmie injuring her arm. Quentin searched for Noelle for three hours, but she didn't answer her phone, and he couldn't find her anywhere. Noelle's chest tightened once more. Quentin had tried to call her numerous times, but she couldn't shake off the feeling of disgust whenever she saw his number and ignored his calls.If it hadn't been
Noelle took a moment to collect herself, dried her tears, and dove headfirst into the cleaning.Emmie was switched to a private room upstairs due to Quentin's connections. Otherwise, Emmie would have had to wait three days for a private room. Emmie sent her two students to rest and then turned to Quentin."Quentin, you should go home now. Elle is here with me. And don't tell your mother about my injury."Emmie did not want Janet to worry. She owed her dear buddy a great deal after all these years.Quentin smiled faintly and insisted, "I'll stay with you together with Elle." Emmie countered, "You shouldn't. You've already stayed up for hours. It's almost dawn." Quentin shrugged and took a seat on a chair. "Mom, we're all family here. No need to treat me differently. I'm your son-in-law. You can boss me around like a son." Noelle rolled her eyes at his remark. Everyone knew Quentin wished he were Xyla's family instead. But what did Emmie mean when she said Quentin had stayed up
However, Quentin couldn't promise to keep the news entirely under wraps. After all, the fact that the other side could locate Emmie when she landed in Dragfort City indicated that the man was carefully monitoring her movements. Noelle overheard fragments of their conversation but could not make out the contents. When she opened her eyes, it was already daylight.Emmie's arm hurt, and she had barely slept all night. She awoke feeling unwell in the morning.Throughout the process, Quentin accompanied Emmie and Noelle whenever the doctor visited to review the surgery details. His energetic presence resembled that of a doting son-in-law.Whenever the doctor summoned a patient's family member, Quentin was always the first to volunteer. Noelle began to imagine Quentin genuinely cared for her, as only someone in love would prioritize her family.As Emmie was led inside the operating room, Noelle began to feel uneasy. Even though the procedure wasn't complicated, and Quentin found the be
Quentin shielded the laptop's camera with a tissue. On the other end, people exchanged glances.Wasn't the one leaning on Quentin's shoulder Noelle? They seemed close, contrary to rumors. Moreover, Quentin's glance at Noelle was unmistakably affectionate! Noelle slept deeply until the car reached the Windsor Villa. Startled, she looked at Quentin. He opened the door and stepped out of the car. "This place is spacious. It's perfect for resting and for our mothers to watch over things." Noelle considered his words and agreed. She opened the door and requested, "Come with me this afternoon to handle the paperwork." Quentin paused and glared at Noelle."Are you really in such a hurry?" he asked. Noelle nodded eagerly and replied, "Yes, I am!"Quentin was speechless. He entered the house without saying a word. Noelle followed him and continued, "Don't you wish you could tie the knot with Ms. Cadwell right now? After all, tending to your planted seeds at the hospital is not ve
"Dar… Darling," Noelle stammered.Quentin's lips formed a pleased smile. He wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her gently off the countertop. Blushing furiously, Noelle scooped up some ravioli and carefully carried it to the table. Her cheeks were still flushed. They each had a bowl of ravioli in front of them.Noelle buried herself in her meal. Her cheeks were burning with embarrassment while Quentin juggled eating with a phone call. His expression darkened as he listened intently."Who would tamper with it?" After the call ended, Quentin shot Noelle a serious glance."Your Mom's injury wasn't just an accident." Noelle's heart skipped a beat. Her fork clattered into her bowl of ravioli."What do you mean?" she asked. Quentin's voice was grim. "The collapse was no accident. It was deliberate sabotage." Noelle's appetite vanished instantly. "Who would harm my mom?" she exclaimed. Quentin's expression darkened further. "We're looking into it. It seems to involve
Quentin gave Noelle a stern look and said, "Since we're not pursuing a divorce, it would be best if you continued to fulfill the role of my wife. Otherwise, I might question why I should assist you in finding the culprit."Noelle quickly nodded, understanding that she still needed his assistance. Noelle could have revisited the idea of divorce once her mother's problem had been settled.Noelle obediently nestled into Quentin's embrace as his arm became increasingly tight around her. Despite being exhausted and likely to spend another night in the hospital, Quentin had other ideas.After gently running his fingertips along Noelle's earlobe, he kissed her lips. Although initially anxious, Noelle quickly calmed herself after remembering Quentin's request. She softly wrapped her arms around his neck and returned his kiss.Eventually, Noelle resolved to treat Quentin like a top-tier gigolo. After all, he was handsome, fit, and blessed with stamina. Noelle, who was rarely so engrossed, f