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
Quentin couldn't get the image of Noelle's tear-stained face and murmured calls of "darling" out of his head, which softened his heart.Flushed with embarrassment, Noelle quickly pushed away the memories from the previous night. In stark contrast to the monstrous being she had experienced under the sheets, the man standing before her appeared calm and collected. "There's no need," she answered, hurriedly going downstairs, trying to avoid the haunting memories from last night. When Quintin and Noelle reached the hospital, they saw Janet's expression lit up with a smile as radiant as a gentle spring breeze, though it was unclear what she had been talking about. Even though Emmie was in so much pain from her injuries, she forced a smile. "Mom." Noelle greeted Emmie, pushing open the door to the ward. "Hey," Janet and Emmie responded with a smile. Janet asked Quentin, "Is there any news regarding the collapse?"Quentin replied, "I'm still looking into it."He didn't inform Jan
"Are you close to him?" Quentin inquired, casting a sidelong glance at Noelle and appearing unaware of Emmie's presence.Noelle felt irritated. Why did Quentin constantly appear jealous?"He's just an acquaintance from school," Noelle replied, trying to keep her tone neutral.Quentin persisted, "Then why did he search for your whereabouts from others?"As if Noelle were trying to hide something, Quintin wore an air of suspicion. Noelle was exasperated. Before Noelle could respond to Quintin, Emmie interrupted them with a cough."Quentin, would you mind peeling an apple for me? I'm feeling a bit hungry," Emmie asked.Upon retrieving the partially peeled apple from the floor, Quentin paused momentarily before discarding it and opting for another one to peel.Noelle had never seen Quentin peel an apple before. Instead, Noelle frequently peeled apples and delivered them to Quentin's study.But now, watching Quentin expertly peel the apple with even thinner and more intact skin than
Quentin didn't press further. He received a call and left after informing Noelle about an issue at Dennis' place.Shortly after Quentin left, Emmie fell asleep. Noelle took out her phone and checked the lighting photos John had sent. She sifted through each one, finally circling a few favorites with red lines."I prefer these, Mr. Xenos. It's wise to seek your family's input. Lighting fixtures are meant for the home, and it's ideal if everyone approves!"John seemed preoccupied on his end since he did not respond right away. Noelle waited for a bit but couldn't resist the impulse to fall asleep.Meanwhile, Emmie had a dream in which she saw Lia beaming triumphantly. In the dream, Lia boasted, "Emmie, don't assume Michael won't divorce you because he still loves you. He's just taking advantage of someone who doesn't cost anything. It's all for the free ride. Haha…" Emmie felt uneasy, so she awoke immediately after falling asleep.Suddenly, the phone on the nightstand dropped to t
As far as Noelle was concerned, Quentin was just a jerk who couldn't help but think about nonsense. She cursed him for it!Quentin responded, "I wasn't thinking about anything."But really, how often did clients fantasize about the wives of others? Suddenly, Quentin’s phone rang, and he checked the caller ID before responding."Quentin, I'm feeling pretty good now. I'm ready to leave the hospital," Xyla said in a low, soothing voice.Quentin's tone softened as he responded, "I'll arrange for Martin to handle your discharge soon."Xyla listened to Quentin's deep and soothing voice, biting her lip as she wondered why Quentin wasn't coming over with Martin. She had assumed he would be there to pick her up from the hospital. Xyla regretted not feigning illness and staying at the hospital longer."Ah!" Suddenly, a loud crash and a scream erupted on the other end of the line. Quentin jolted in his seat, gripping the phone tightly."What's wrong?" Quentin asked.Despite the chaos on t