The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 103 Chapter 103

Noelle and Hendrix had never shared a bed before. No matter how exhausted he left her, she would always remember to return to her own room.

In truth, Noelle had always felt that they weren't really husband and wife. They were more like partners, both in bed and in life.

To Noelle, lying together in the same bed without doing anything was far more intimate than sex. Only people who were truly in love could do that. And she and Hendrix clearly weren't.

Now, she crouched beside the bed, watching him as he slept. She was very familiar with his face. She could clearly picture the sharp lines of his features even with her eyes closed. When she was younger, she had drawn his face more times than she could remember.

Back then, Hendrix, in a crisp white school uniform, had been the center of attention at their school. Then, he grew up. His face became more striking and refined with age. His elegant demeanor only intensified. Noelle always felt worlds apart from him even when he was standing right in front of her. As Noelle lost herself in these thoughts, Hendrix suddenly opened his eyes,

Their gazes met.

furrowed instantly, and his sharp, icy stare

for a moment before standing to leave. But just as she turned, Hendrix grabbed her hand and

her down.

his bare chest. The strands brushed against his skin, causing a faint tickle

sensation. Without a word, he flipped her over,

turn to frown. She let out

her shirt, ready to strip it away, but then, he paused as

looked at him in

Hendrix pressed his hand over her eyes. "Go to

left her even more baffled as to why Hendrix chose to stay in the

he need comfort after uncovering Gerald's secret? She didn't

claim to truly know Hendrix, but she

over this secret seemed implausible. However,