The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 804

Hendrix's attitude was uncharacteristically deferential-enough to arouse suspicion and anxiety.

But Marshall remained far calmer than Marla. He raised his glass without hesitation and said, "No need for apologies. What matters is that Noelle's been found."

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Swift," Hendrix replied.

The two men conversed pleasantly, and after downing his drink in one gulp, Hendrix turned to look at Noelle.

Noelle was frowning at the Swift couple, as if something had just occurred to her -or perhaps she was simply trying to recall a memory.

But even that small action was enough to make Marla visibly uneasy.

Clutching her wine glass, Marla hesitated for a moment before asking Noelle, "But why was there no news from you during that time? You have no idea how frantic Mr. Freeman was searching for you here. Were you unreachable, or was there another reason?"

probed carefully, her eyes fixed on Noelle, searching for something in her

something about it still felt unreal. Marla couldn't be sure if it was

Hendrix hadn't found me, I might still not know who I am. But

soon as the words left

to give something away. Realizing her slip, she immediately glanced at Marshall. Marshall was frowning slightly. But he still reached

eyes as if in

cut in smoothly. "You don't need to force yourself

glass of water and placed it in front of her. "Don't stress over it. You'll get better with time," he said

Hendrix, however, had been

him right there, he doubted Dylan would dare to tamper with it Still, he refused to let Noelle

glass aside and called for a server to bring Noelle a glass of

the blatant distrust. "Mr. Freeman, isn't that a bit excessive? Are you

overthinking it,