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.

they were probably expired

of running water in the bathroom stopped. She

she could hear Hendrix's deliberate footsteps approaching, followed by the sound of

the clean, fresh scent of a shower, and his arm wrapped firmly around her waist. As he pulled closer, their skin pressed tightly together. But it seemed he didn't think it was enough. His arm tightened even more, as if he wanted to fuse Noelle's entire being

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

chuckle before loosening his grip slightly. Even so, he remained pressed against her, and from time to time, his lips would brush

In the end, she swallowed the words back down.

there was no need for any communication between them. Having reached that conclusion, Noelle simply shut her eyes and tried to

Perhaps because of the

had a strange