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Quentin hurried out of the room while speaking on the phone. The person in question was no doubt Xyla, as she was the only woman Quentin would fuss over.Feeling cold from head to toe, Noelle couldn't believe that Quentin was on his way to meet another woman after making all those promises.Throwing her head back, she laughed and laughed until tears rolled down her cheeks.…Xyla rested in bed with messy hair in her room on the 10th floor. She held her neck and gasped for breath while Gloria panicked beside her.At that moment, Quentin showed up with a doctor. He assured Xyla, "Don't worry! The doctor's here."After the doctor performed some treatments, Xyla gradually started breathing normally. However, she did not let go of Quentin's hand. Misty-eyed, she appeared pitifully feeble. She pleaded, "Quentin, don't leave me…""I'm not leaving. I'm here!" Quentin took a seat in the room with a nervous expression.At the same time, Noelle received a WhatsApp message on her phone f
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Quentin nearly exploded in rage after receiving Dennis' message. He thought, "Isn't John Xenos even at all worried about his life?" Looking away from his phone, he asked Martin, "When is the Wilhelm Group's anniversary event again?"Martin answered, "It's in three days, Mr. Lowe."Quentin ordered, "Put in an expedited dress order at Eloise Moreau's studio. I'll attend the event with Noelle."Eloise Moreau was a renowned Franconian dress designer, whose dresses were priced at millions. An expedited order would mean a hefty payment.Martin was surprised at Quentin's decision to bring Noelle to a social event, as Quentin had never done that before. He quickly got into contact with their Franconian counterpart.Back at the botanical cafe, John had taken his allergy meds and had lunch at a corner far from the allergens. Because of that, his rashes went away. An hour later, when Noelle was paying at the cashier, the cashier informed her, "Miss, a Ms. Fox has paid for your lunch."N
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Since Noelle couldn't fight Quentin or shove him away, she let him be.Fortunately, he slept soundly without pulling anything funny on her. Similarly, she had a good night's sleep. To be honest, she was scared of sleeping alone. With him by her side, she had no fears about monsters and spirits, which helped improve her quality of sleep. She woke up to Quentin's voice from outside the room. He said, "If it has arrived, send it over. Yes. Send it to Noelle's place."She had no idea what he was talking about, so she glanced down from the window and noticed the flowers sitting on her balcony. They were all unique and different in their beauty.Quentin took the call near the flowers. Standing straight and bathing in the morning sunlight, he gave off an affable feeling. She fell into a trance over his charm and thought, "If only he didn't have another woman in his heart. That'd be nice."Quentin happened to turn around at that moment. Their eyes met, and she paused.Grinning, he tea
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At that moment, Martin interrupted them by knocking on the door.After shooting a glare at Noelle, Quentin went to answer the door. Martin showed up with a bag containing the evening dress that he had just received from the airport.He greeted them, "Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Lowe." Suddenly, he picked up on the tension in the air, and it made his skin crawl. He assumed they must have been fighting. To avoid being involved in the mess, he decided to leave soon.Quentin ordered, "Leave the stuff behind. You may go!"Martin was glad to hear that. "Sure, Mr. Lowe!" He sneaked out in no time.Quentin placed the shopping bag in front of Noelle. He commanded, "Attend the Wilhelm Group's anniversary event with me. It's in two days."She declined, "No. I won't!" Then, she coldly sat in her chair.She did not feel obligated to attend social events with Quentin as they were on the brink of a divorce. She had never attended events like that in the past. Now, she was all the more unwilling to go.H
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John had once guessed that Noelle was Quentin's admirer, but never in his wildest dreams had he imagined her as Quentin's wife—the elusive Mrs. Lowe in the rumors.It turned out that the man who picked up John's call yesterday wasn't just any lunatic. John assumed it had been Quentin.Meanwhile, Noelle attempted to shove Quentin away. "Go away! Aren't you ashamed to be doing this in public?"As she was trapped in his arms and pressed against the wall, she found that the air between them changed. Suddenly, her heart pounded wildly. She became more panicked.With a low chuckle, Quentin tilted his head to kiss her on her cherry lips, causing her body to stiffen in shock.What was more embarrassing was when she saw John over Quentin's shoulders. The toe-curling embarrassment made her blush. She realized Quentin must have kissed her on purpose.Once John walked away, Quentin let go of Noelle. She hit him with her clutch before storming away.He pursed his lips, which tasted of her.
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Noelle paused. Quentin's words made sense. After some hesitation, she followed him out of the car.Before entering the villa, she stopped in her tracks. She stated, "We agreed that you'll sleep on the second floor, while I take the room on the first floor. We're sleeping in separate rooms, and you can't force me to do anything I don't want to!"He looked speechless at how unnecessarily vigilantly she behaved around him, but he agreed. "Okay!" Noelle grabbed a few pieces of clothes from the bedroom upstairs—gifts from Quentin that she hadn't brought with her when she left Windsor Villa, which could be of use during her short stay.Noelle was tired. She went to sleep after a shower. The lights were still on in the second-floor bedroom. There, Quentin made a call to Martin. "Look into the purpose of Lia Woodworth's visit." After a pause, he added, "Check if Michael Xanthos is here too."He was lying when he told Noelle that Michael was in Dragfort.Martin replied, "Of course, Mr. L
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Noelle finally came to terms with the fact that Quentin had never loved her. She shouldn't have delusionally believed that she was important to him just because he showed her some affection.Compared to Xyla, she meant nothing to him.In the afternoon, Noelle received another provoking message from Xyla. Xyla wrote, "Noelle Xanthos, so what if everyone knows you as Mrs. Lowe? With a call, I can get Quentin rushing to my side. Why do you keep clinging to him? You should know better. I am the woman he loves, and if you stick around him, you'll only make a joke out of yourself."Quentin's decision to attend the event with Noelle seemed to have upset Xyla. For a second, Noelle held her breath as she read Xyla's message.Janet happened to call Noelle at that time. Noelle answered the phone and heard Janet saying, "Elle, come over tonight to check out the outfits I bought for you!""Sure, Mom." Noelle tried her best not to let her frustration show.In the evening, Noelle traveled to
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Xyla scoffed at Noelle. What was the point of hogging the title of Mrs. Lowe when she couldn't win Quentin's heart? How pathetic!Quentin made it back to Lowe Mansion in haste. There were specks of dust on his always perfect and ironed suit. When she stared at the specks of dust, Noelle felt a stinging pain. Quentin, who had always been immaculate about his appearance, did not bother to dust off his suit in his hurry. That went to show the depth of his love and concern for Xyla."Apologize!" Fred's anger ballooned when he saw his heartless grandson. He wondered if Quentin still recalled what Xyla had done to him.Quentin paused. In his memory, the only time Fred demanded a public apology was when he accidentally ruined the belongings of his late grandma, Ruth Feather.Still, he dared not go against Fred's orders. After apologizing, he asked in a disgruntled tone, "But Grandpa, what have I done wrong?"His question only fueled Fred's anger. Fred barked, "How could you ask that qu
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