The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 715

As her words fell, Noelle began to tremble uncontrollably.

The firefighter in front of her stared at her for a moment, then silently removed his gas mask.

Noelle understood what he meant, but she didn't take it. Instead, she shook her head and said, "I don't want it. If Hendrix is really dead inside, then I'll just stay with him."

The firefighter frowned at her words. He was about to say something when a familiar voice suddenly came from behind her, "Noelle."

A jolt immediately shot through Noelle. Afraid that it might be her imagination playing tricks on her, she didn't dare to turn around. Not until he called her name again. Only then did she turn her head.

Hendrix was standing behind her. He was wearing only a shirt, the white fabric stained with soot and what looked like blood. His hair was disheveled, his appearance a far cry from his usual composed self.

Noelle stared at him for a long time. Only after confirming that she wasn't seeing things did she snap out of her daze. Then, she rushed forward and wrapped her arms around him.

suddenly threw herself at him, the wound on his abdomen reopened. Pain shot through him, but he didn't even flinch. Instead,

have been, Hendrix instinctively tightened his embrace. As their warmth intertwined, the panic that gripped

then did Hendrix find his voice. "Were you worried about me? Don't worry. I won't die so easily. I

odd, he looked down, only to find Noelle had

he bent down and scooped her

...

The white ceiling above her and the sharp scent of disinfectant in the air left her disoriented for a moment. But

immediately sat up

awake." Hendrix's voice

whipped her head

was also lying in a hospital bed, an Idrip attached to his arm. His abdomen was wrapped in- bandages, with traces

mouth. She wanted to