The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

My Nephew Leonard 415 Chapter 415

When Noelle woke up, the sky outside was already bright. The snowing had stopped, but inside the house, she was

still alone.

Noelle had thought Hendrix would come talk to her today. After all, based on her understanding of him, he was never one to drag things out for too long. The longer it dragged on, the more it would seem like he had lost.

But this time, Noelle was wrong again.

Hendrix didn't come back the entire day. Instead, in the evening, it was Beatrice who called Noelle, asking her to come to the villa in the outskirts.

Noelle didn't know what she wanted, but she still went the next day.

Perhaps it was the comfortable living environment, but Beatrice looked noticeably better than before. She had also abandoned her usual traditional and expensive outfits. Dressed in casual wear with her hair tied in a simple low ponytail, she looked much younger and more alive.

In the past, Noelle had always felt that Beatrice was like a woman trapped inside a picture frame. But now, as if she had finally stepped out.

When Noelle found her, Beatrice was in the yard, planting a tree. She had dug a hole by herself and was now struggling to push a small sapling into it.

a moment before finally stepping

looked up and, with

gave a soft hum

it was

gave me this mango tree as a gift. They said the fruit is delicious. I'm planting it

fruit next year. Oh, right.

for mangoes. But hearing Beatrice's words, she suddenly remembered the mango cake Hendrix had bought for her

was it from that incident that he concluded

wryly, then said, "Isn't this the

a little. But my friend said as long as I take good care of it, timing doesn't really matter. Besides, I've had. nothing else

Beatrice had already put it that way, Noelle

had started filling the soil back

when Beatrice suddenly reached out to stop her. "Don't. You're carrying a child-you

slightly. "It's fine.

anything important. What if Hendrix comes after

was clear that the relationship between Beatrice and Hendrix had gotten better. At the very least, Noelle had never heard