The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 390 Chapter

390

Chapter

390

Hendrix sat frozen, his face pale and grim.

Noelle couldn't hold back any longer. "What happened?"

Hendrix slowly turned to her but said nothing. Instead, he yanked the wheel into a sharp U-turn. The way he tore down the road told Noelle something was very wrong. She tightened her grip on the seatbelt and fixed her eyes ahead.

They hadn't gone far from Freeman Manor, but chaos had already erupted. The housekeeper's screams echoed through the house while Ophelia stood in the living room, pounding her chest in fury.

"What a mess! This is a nightmare!" she yelled. "I said from the very start-someone like her should never have stayed here! She did it once, and now, it's happening again! She won't stop until she drags the Freemans straight to hell!"

Noelle stopped in her tracks.

ambulance arrived. Noelle remained

She tried to push it down, but the thick scent of blood in

turned and bolted for the bathroom, barely reaching it before she threw

Day. In Coppersville, that meant generous meals and bread pudding. Apart from Christmas, Thanksgiving was the one

it into her abdomen. The doctor said the wound

do something like that. Worse,

this

could have done it back then, perhaps she would have taken the knife and

her.

She placed a hand over her belly, the sterile scent of disinfectant making

she knew she couldn't when she saw the

in doing so, her blood had soaked into his clothes. The stain wasn't very noticeable against

always meticulous. Noelle had never seen him in anything but spotless, well-pressed clothes. Yet now,

his expression unreadable. He folded his arms, his hands clenched so hard that the veins on

1/2

Chapter 390

hands