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 pierced through

But just as she turned, Hendrix grabbed her hand and

her down.

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

the sensation. Without a word, he flipped her over, pinning

it was Noelle's turn to frown. She let out a soft

of her shirt, ready to strip it away, but then,

looked at him in

Hendrix pressed his hand over her eyes. "Go to sleep." His voice

soundproofing. This realization left her even more baffled as to why Hendrix chose

need comfort after uncovering Gerald's secret?

claim to truly know Hendrix, but she knew he wasn't one to value family

he was heartbroken or angry over this secret seemed implausible. However,