The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 229 Chapter 229

Hendrix sounded calm and serious.

At that moment, Noelle suddenly recalled the scene on Serene Street, where Hendrix had mercilessly kicked Maxwell, with his expression just as serious and resolute as it was now.

It was only now that she truly understood the madness lurking beneath his calm, composed exterior.

He was never a kind or gentle man. For him, the end justified the means. This was who Hendrix truly

was.

The car soon pulled into the hotel parking lot. Hendrix stepped out, still carrying Noelle in his arms. "Let... Let go of me!" Noelle bit her lip, her hands desperately shoving at his chest. "Hendrix, it's over between us! You're the one who said it was over!"

Hendrix did not answer.

Soon, the elevator door opened.

straight

was shoved against the door, and her coat was yanked off

go of me! Hendrix, you bastard! What the hell are you doing now?

came through, and those words left

think I am? You

suppressed tears. "Am I really that worthless in your eyes? You think you can just let go whenever you want and pick me up whenever you want? I'm telling you, Hendrix. If you dare do anything to me, I'll hate you for the rest of my

speaking, Hendrix's hands that were going to tear off her clothes suddenly

glaring at him, her damp

out a soft chuckle. Then, he said,

couldn't understand it. She didn't know why Hendrix was

on, it was him who told her that only the results mattered. It was him who severed the last thread between them, refusing even to

1. it.

a mark had been branded deep into her bones. After enduring the pain and waiting for the flesh above it to finally heal, now, he was tearing it

a casual, indifferent

think a single sentence of regret could

because she had once liked him, did that mean she deserved to be trampled to