The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 170 Chapter 170

Noelle didn't sleep well that night. After tossing and turning in bed for what felt like an eternity, she finally drifted into a light, hazy slumber.

She wasn't sure how much time had passed when she suddenly felt as though there was someone by her bedside. Still groggy, she tried her best to open her eyes, only to see someone truly sitting there. Noelle jumped in fright, letting out a sharp scream.

"It's me," Hendrix said. His faint, weightless voice in the dark night felt hollow.

Still startled, it took Noelle a while to process what was happening. Then, without thinking, she lifted her leg to kick him. She was undeniably angry. After all, anyone would be in a foul mood to be scared awake after finally managing to fall asleep.

However, Hendrix caught her ankle effortlessly just as she raised her foot.

Noelle's feet had finally warmed up after hours under the covers, but a shiver shot through her entire body the moment Hendrix wrapped his cold hand around her ankle.

"Let go! Your hand is freezing!" she cried.

Hendrix ignored her protest entirely, tightening his grip on her ankle before pulling her to him.

"You!"

when Hendrix suddenly leaned down and buried his head against her neck. The rest of her words vanished

She wanted to push him away with her legs, but her instinct to press his head down won in the end. Eventually, she couldn't

was wrong. It was damp, and under the faint) moonlight spilling into the room, she saw the color of that dampness

Blood!

instant, Noelle snapped out of her sleepiness.

hurt? How did you get blood on your hair? Hendrix get up right now!" Noelle's

her but

him further. She simply turned and went

she returned, Hendrix had already taken off his coat and tossed it aside. His gaze was lowered, making him look cold and

her steps. But Hendrix quickly looked up, and when their eyes met, the coldness in his expression softened almost instantly. The subtle change eased Noelle's heart, and she continued walking with the

hair, she discovered a long, deep gush on his head, clearly made by a sharp object. She pressed her lips into a tight line. She wanted to

she disinfected the wound before finally

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