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.

like people really loved it. And

understood that some things in this world exist for a reason.

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

on her face, his expression vanished. His

"What-"

swat his hand away, but Hendrix was staring fixedly at her cheek. "What happened to

tightened his grip on her chin

on Noelle what was happening. But that shouldn't be

from noticing, she had applied a warm compress earlier and carefully put on some

she looked in the mirror, So how did he

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released her He then turned

hesitated, her eyes

asking you,

"I"

tell you." Noelle stepped

his brows