The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 812

When Hendrix returned, Noelle was still engrossed in the files on her computer- so much so she didn't even notice he had come back.

"What are you looking at?" Hendrix whispered into her ear.

Startled, she instinctively moved to block the screen before turning to ask, "How do you walk without making any sound?"

Hendrix glanced at her computer screen. There was nothing scandalous-just some of her past work, things he had already seen.

He had even bought all of her published works. For a while, anyone entering his office would spot, amid stacks of documents, a few brightly colored comic books on his desk.

The covers featured intimate poses between a man and a woman. Normally, this wouldn't be noteworthy, but paired with Hendrix's image, the contrast was jarring.

He knew what people whispered behind his back, but he simply ignored them.

Now, with just one look at her screen, he could pinpoint exactly where the story had progressed. Oh, the male lead was about to kneel in the rain to beg for forgiveness.

In all honesty, Hendrix didn't fully grasp the logic or tropes of her comic. To him, the characters seemed unhinged.

he read the comments about her work online, and it seemed like people really loved it. And during the years she was away from him,

world exist for

felt the need to hide it. After all, her work was public and was even adapted into other media.

when his gaze landed on her face, his expression vanished. His hand shot up, gripping her

"What-"

Hendrix was staring fixedly at her cheek.

voice was icy, and he tightened his grip

then did it dawn on Noelle what was happening. But that

from noticing, she had applied a warm compress earlier and carefully put on some foundation. She couldn't even tell

the mirror, So

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over it, Hendrix had already released her He then

The household staff hesitated, her eyes

"I'm the one asking

"I"

not to tell you." Noelle stepped

his brows