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

"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

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

Suddenly, the other side of the bed sank in. Quentin loomed over Noelle. "You still have unfinished business, Mrs. Lowe!" he remarked. Noelle choked. She pressed her hands against his chest and protested, "Mr. Lowe, my period is here!" Quentin's gorgeous eyes pierced into hers, and his throat bobbed. He then rose from atop her. Soon, Noelle drifted off into a peaceful sleep. When Noelle awoke in the morning, the room was empty. Quentin had already traveled to a neighboring city for business.Before going to the hospital, Noelle grabbed Emmie's favorite breakfast at Bellagio Bistro. When Noelle entered the ward, she was surprised to find it vacant, save for two caregivers tidying up. "Where's my mom?" Noelle asked anxiously. One of the caregivers responded, "Madam Fox has been discharged, Ms. Xanthos!" "What?" Noelle exclaimed. The caregiver explained, "A man visited last night!" The caregiver described the visitor's appearance. "After he departed, Madam Fox remained

It was Quentin. The next morning, Noelle headed to her studio. Her assistant arrived carrying a stylish handbag with "Collinview Tower" printed on the front. "Noelle, this was addressed to you," her assistant informed, placing the bag on her desk. Noelle retrieved a beautifully crafted red box from the bag. Inside lay a set of keys. Collinview Tower, the most prestigious property in Collinview City, had been priced exorbitantly since its debut five years ago. Its value had only escalated over time, reaching a staggering 300 thousand dollars per square foot. Suddenly, Noelle's phone rang. Quentin's calm voice was on the line."A gift for you. From now on, you'll have a place in Collinview City." Noelle paused, taking everything in. According to the information provided with the bag, the grand penthouse was valued at nearly 100 million dollars. "You sure know how to make a statement, Mr. Lowe!" Noelle remarked. She understood Quentin's gesture. He was trying to win her h