The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 780

Hendrix knew what Noelle was thinking, of course.

From the moment she heard about his fate, her eyes had turned red. And though she had tried to pull away, she had ultimately held back.

She probably thought she was hiding it well, but to Hendrix, every little thing she did was as clear as glass. But that was fine. If not for that, how else would he have had the chance or excuse to bring her to this hotel?

Originally, he had wanted to take things slow with her and date her properly. But now, she already knew and acknowledged their marriage.

Thus, it would just be stupid of him if he still took it slow. Besides, there was no law saying that he couldn't date someone after sleeping with them. If anything, this was the most crucial step.

Noelle had clearly forgotten some things, including the fact that at his core, Hendrix was anything but kind.

Even if she really had been pitying him just now, it didn't matter. Only the weak would resent someone's pity, seeing it as condescension or disdain.

Hendrix didn't see it that way. If anyone else claimed to pity him, he'd simply think they were an idiot. Of course, that was just anyone else.

But if it was Noelle, that was a different story. If she felt pity for him, it meant she had compassion and guilt toward him. And that meant she cared.

"Love always feels like there's more

she did love him. And no matter what form it took, he would take it, including the

long. He had almost forgotten

day. Like a blazing furnace in the dead of winter. Like the way she looked at him-soft

mountains and now stood at the very top. Everyone marveled at his success

had was Noelle. And she was the only one he ever

from Noelle's eyes with a soft plink. It

softly before pulling her into his arms again. His grip was so tight, as if he wanted to fuse her into

When

up the next

already afternoon. Even after

eight hours of sleep,

s still felt unbearably

on the verge of drifting off again,

her back.

to get up

answer, her