"Mrs. Lowe," the security guard from earlier greeted Noelle politely."The actual 'Mrs. Lowe' is right here. Let's see how that other woman can pretend now!" he thought."Hello," Noelle replied with courtesy.As she looked up, she noticed a figure dressed in white standing not far away. It was Xyla. Her slender frame was wrapped in a long dress, and her red lips were pouting. Her narrowed eyes glared at Noelle. She was clearly angry about something.Noelle didn't want to engage with her, so she took out her phone to message Summer, asking where she was. Summer was supposed to pick her up soon after meeting some friends nearby."Noelle, don't you have any shame?" Xyla burst out, shouting at Noelle furiously."I've told you so many times that Quint doesn't love you! Why are you sticking around? Are you dense? Don't you know that you're the third party now?"Noelle's lips twitched with anger at her nonsense.She refuted, "Xyla, do you seriously not realize who's the third party
One Night's Stand was the name of the nightclub.Martin was trying to figure out what to cook for Quentin because the only thing he could make was boxed pasta, but then Quentin told him to drive him to One Night's Stand.Immediately, he perked up and grabbed the car keys to get the car ready.Noelle blinked, and Summer was nowhere to be seen. As she wondered where her friend had gone, she turned around and bumped into someone dressed as a monster.She quickly apologized, but the man cornered her against the wall and said, "Hey, pretty. Let me show you something cool."He acted like he was presenting a treasure as he reached toward his waist and flashed out his manhood.Noelle's eyes widened in shock."Who wants to see your filthy stuff?" said a stern male voice from behind before he grabbed the sleazy man's shoulder.Then, she saw Quentin swinging his fist, knocking off the man's mask and sending him staggering.It turned out to be a middle-aged man with an unfamiliar face. He
"Then who are you planning to make your husband, huh?" Quentin asked, his breathing unsteady.Noelle had no interest in engaging with him anymore since he was always turning things upside down. She reached for the car door, but he grabbed her wrist and pushed her against the seat.He leaned in close and kissed her forcefully, his lips crushing hers like he was staking his claim.Her eyes widened in shock. For a moment, she forgot to breathe. So, she only stared at him in shock.Martin, in the driver's seat, saw through the rearview mirror that they were nearly on top of each other. He was so frightened he almost crawled under the car.He quietly opened the car door and tumbled out as fast as he could.Quentin's kiss was forceful and possessive as if declaring his dominance. At first, Noelle was too stunned to react, but soon she began to resist.However, she couldn't fight off his advances, and he pushed her down into the seat. Her breathing grew unsteady, and her cheeks burned.
Summer had thought about betraying that man just once, but at the last moment, she couldn't go through with it. She felt like a coward.Why was it that he could have one woman at home and another outside? Why could he come to her only when he wanted her body, while she had to wait through so many lonely nights for him?She took out her phone and saw a call from Noelle. She wanted to answer it, but the call had already ended. She then checked the message Noelle had sent and went to find her at the entrance.Noelle sat on the steps, traumatized by the pervert. She felt like someone might suddenly expose himself to her.She was on edge after waiting for Summer for over half an hour, which felt like an eternity.Just then, Summer walked over while taking off her headpiece, revealing her alluring face in the night."Why did you leave so early?" she asked, seeing the figure on the steps.Noelle felt nauseated thinking about the pervert.She blurted, "Don't mention it. I ran into a pe
Noelle was startled, thinking a burglar had broken in. When she saw the familiar face of the man, her expression turned cold."What are you doing here?" she asked.Quentin stepped inside and said, "I'm hungry. I want to eat the homemade pasta you make."Typically, he was the kind of man who cared about his image, yet he was only wearing pajamas.She wasn't pleased by the sudden intrusion, so she snapped, "Go ask Xyla to cook for you."Why should she make him food when they were already getting divorced?He grasped her wrist, his deep onyx eyes softening.He sighed, "I promise to keep my distance from Xyla from now on, okay?"She paused.As she was still contemplating the truth of his words, Quentin casually walked in and sat on the sofa. He leaned back as if he was completely exhausted."It's been so long since I've eaten your pasta. Sometimes, I even dream about it," he remarked.Something in Noelle's heart softened. For that moment, she felt a pang of tenderness."Wait he
Noelle slept soundly, undisturbed by the thunder and lightning in the middle of the night, because the warm presence behind her made her feel safe and secure.She woke up feeling refreshed and stretched her arms. When she bumped into the person lying next to her, she was startled. Turning her head to the side, she was surprised to see someone else in her bed. Noelle was a little upset as Quentin had climbed into her bed yet again!Quentin was startled awake. He sat up and stared at her with his dark eyes. Because Quentin was around, she had deliberately worn a conservative nightgown. Yet, in the soft morning light, her flushed cheeks, supple skin, and her enticing curves faintly visible beneath the fabric made him gulp. How long had it been since they last made love? All of a sudden, he felt an overwhelming urge to plunge into her, craving that mind-numbing sensation. He grasped her arm and yanked her down, then flipped over and pinned her beneath him. Noelle hadn't expected
Quentin was well aware that Noelle was testing him. If he said he was going to see Xyla, she would undoubtedly bring up getting a divorce again. However, he was genuinely worried about Xyla.In light of this, he told Xyla, "I'll have Martin take you to the hospital." With that, he hung up on Xyla and called Martin. "Could you take Ms. Cadwell to the hospital for a checkup? She's not feeling well, so be quick about it." He paused for a moment before adding, "If anything happens, call me!"After hanging up, he felt a shiver run down his spine. Looking up, he met Noelle's bright eyes. She was staring at him meaningfully. He flashed her a smile. "I'll go make breakfast for you." Right now, all he could do was appease Noelle. His words successfully diverted her attention. Noelle was surprised that he could make breakfast. Skeptically, she followed him downstairs. Quentin put on the pajamas he had worn the previous night, opened the fridge, and took out a loaf of bread, two eggs, a
However, she was currently in her safe period, so it shouldn't be a problem. Noelle took another bite of the sandwich. Quentin inquired, "Do you want to continue your studies? Dragfort Medical School is quite good. If you're interested, you could apply for a graduate program there."As his words sank in, she stiffened. Should she continue her studies? It had been her dream since she was little, and it had also been that person's dream, to go through bachelor's, master's, and doctoral studies, eventually donning a white coat and becoming a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded. But she had caused him to lose his son, and in the end, he had driven her out of the house, leaving her no choice but to abandon her studies. He was a renowned hematologist in the country and a visiting professor at Collinview University who held great authority in the medical field. Back then, he had inspired her to study medicine. Yet, it was also because of him that she had to drop out. Noelle to