The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 36 Chapter 36

Nobody answered Sandra's question.

Meanwhile, the person who mentioned Maxwell quickly diverted the topic. "Who knows? They're just a bunch of insignificant people. Anyway, a toast to you, Hendrix!"

In reality, he was apologizing for his blunder earlier. After all, regardless of how much Hendrix disliked Noelle, the divorce's entire nature changed if Maxwell was in the mix.

Thankfully, Hendrix didn't hold it against him. He raised his wine glass and clinked it with him.

After downing the glass, the person was ready to say more when Hendrix suddenly stood up. "I have somewhere else to be, so I'll see you guys around. Have fun, and put it on my account."

"Huh? Wait..."

Hendrix left the room before anyone could react.

Sandra, on the other hand, quickly went after him. "Rix!"

head, his

her lips. "I... I took a cab to come here. Could

he replied unhesitatingly, his attitude toward

that, Sandra heaved a breath of relief and flashed a sweet smile at him. They walked side by side and

club.

Grove's success, the business along the street was boosted. At

backdrop of the night, the colorful lights resembled spilled cocktails, and even the air seemed thick with the intoxicating

meant anything to Hendrix. Neither did his

followed him closely, and as she eyed a chance to speak with him, he suddenly stopped. Before asking what happened, she glimpsed a figure in a blue blouse

winged eyeliner emphasized her eyes, making them seem even more vibrant, while a smile danced at the corners of her lips, giving her a carefree

Sandra. She had never

the road, appearing to

know you think of the male lead as your husband-I mean, ex-husband-and fantasize about him dying

approach it professionally

Car crash? Death?