The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 342 Chapter 342

Hendrix had already dialed the number, and the voice on the other end had already answered with a "hello". But Hendrix couldn't bring himself to say a word.

"Mr. Freeman?"

The person on the other end kept speaking, but Hendrix slowly turned his head, his eyes locking onto Noelle. She stood there, meeting his gaze.

"What did you just say?" he asked.

"If you really kill Dylan, then I'll kill myself, too," Noelle said, her voice unmistakably clear.

Hendrix suddenly burst into laughter. It was as if he had just heard the most ridiculous joke in the world, laughing. so hard that he was trembling all over.

But his eyes slowly turned red, and there was the taste of blood lingering on his tongue. Even so, his voice remained-calm as he asked, staring at Noelle, "You would die for Dylan?"

"Yes."

Group? You don't care about it anymore? And the one lying in the

do?" Noelle interrupted him. "I've already done what you wanted-I married you. Isn't that enough? Why must you go after others

What does that have to do with me? And now, you're saying you'll

is? Just refusing to help him?" Noelle countered. "Weren't you the one who just

call. He remained silent, and Noelle didn't press further. The quiet between them settled

that now hung between them. Not even a fierce argument-or the death of one of them-would make the slightest difference to

all, no one

bitterly ironic: Without another word, she simply turned and prepared

next moment, Hendrix's voice came from behind her, "Why are you suddenly asking me to

that you have to help him. After all, like you said, if he's truly done something wrong, then facing

that. So, I wanted to

Hendrix let out a soft

what about me? Do you think I'd agree to such a request tonight? You should know it's impossible