The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 770

Night fell quickly.

Hendrix had been restless since evening. With no Internet here, he couldn't even distract himself with work. He could only lie in bed, flipping through the photos on his phone while listening intently for any movement outside.

He didn't like having his photo taken, and neither did Noelle. So there were very, very few pictures of the two of them on his phone. During the time Noelle was missing, he had already memorized every single one of the photos.

After scrolling through them several times, he finally couldn't take it anymore and got out of bed. To prove he wasn't joking, Hendrix was really planning to climb over the wall to find Noelle.

But then, he quickly remembered something-his arm was still in a splint. So there was no way he would be able to climb that wall.

In the end, he could only stand outside the wall, staring at the door. Only after confirming that Noelle wasn't coming out did he turn and go back inside.

As dawn broke, he finally heard movement from the house across the way. It was Irene heading out to the fields with her hoe.

Hendrix didn't hesitate. He got out of bed immediately.

Irene wasn't particularly cautious, and since the village was mostly populated by elderly people, even thieves didn't bother coming here. Thus, Hendrix easily pushed the door open.

The door to Noelle's room, however, was locked. But her window was much lower, and it didn't take Hendrix much effort to climb through it.

didn't know that. Because at this moment, she was

when she saw her peaceful sleeping face, he lowered his hand back

slightly, and her eyes immediately opened.

opened her mouth to scream. But Hendrix quickly covered

Noelle's

were still filled with

wasn't until the faint

illuminated his face

doing here?" Her lips were still covered by his hand,

do you think? What did I tell you

exactly what he was

couldn't get

I never

for you all

grew slightly heavier. It was hard to tell whether from displeasure

Then, guilt instantly filled her

could

Hendrix didn't seem satisfied. "That's

"Then what—"