The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 297 Chapter 297

Now that Noelle had withered and faded away, any belated attention and care

were meaningless.

She was about to close her eyes again, but in the next moment, something on the dressing table caught her attention. If she wasn't mistaken, the set of skincare products sitting there was from her usual brand. Then, her gaze shifted to the curtain ties on the bay window, followed by the glass doors of the walk-in closet across the room. Through the transparent panels, she spotted clothes that looked all too familiar.

It was at that moment Noelle realized he had brought over all the things she had once left behind here. But the truth was, those items weren't really hers.

The clothes had been the ones Beatrice insisted she buy, so she could live up to the title of "Mrs. Freeman" whenever she stepped out. They weren't bought with her own money, which was why Noelle hadn't taken them when she left.

products, they

as Noelle's thoughts wandered, the sound of running water in the bathroom

Hendrix's deliberate footsteps approaching, followed by the sound of him

and his arm wrapped firmly around her waist. As he pulled closer, their skin pressed tightly together. But it seemed he didn't

Noelle truly felt like she couldn't breathe-the pressure was almost painful. Unable to bear it, she dug her nails into the back

Hendrix, of course, noticed it. He didn't say anything, only letting out a soft chuckle before loosening

he'd almost seemed pleased by it. In the end, she swallowed the words back down. What she could confirm

reached that conclusion, Noelle

in this bedroom. She had thought she would struggle to fall asleep. Perhaps because of the exhaustion from not sleeping the previous night, combined with

had a strange