When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 139 Good Intentions Turning into a Misunderstanding

Noel let out a soft chuckle as he began removing his jacket and sening the collar of his shirt. Whitney was at a loss for words, feeling a surge of panic

She lowered her voice and called out,

“you still want to wash your hair?” He Ignored her frustration and walked straight to the bathroom

Whitney quickly followed. “What do you mean? Are you here to fix the showerhead for me?” she asked.

“There’s a toolboxoves there. Bring II,” Noel said casually.

Whitney stood there for a moment before hrying to get the small orange toolbox and walking back to himquickly. She was still curious. “How did you know l called ML. Hughton?”

Noel took a screwdiver from the toolbox, his tall frame easily reaching the showerhead,

1. ad. “I was nearby,” he replied simply.

When he had entered the living room earlier, be overheard base on the plooie.

Someone had gone down to the basement to check, and there was no issue with the main plumbing. The workers who typically handled thes Howard residence. When Isaac mentioned the issue, Norl decided to come and take a look himself.

Noel, with his architectural background, knew a great deal about repairs sachad once seen him fix an old record player for Elijah

sweren’t in

In the blink of an eye, after Noel disassembled and adjusted the showerhead a few times, water started flowing. Whitney couldn’t help but be impressed, he was quite the all–munder

Sull, the water flow wasa!

nozzle’s half clogged. We’ll need to replace

nothing. I’ll just wash my hair quickly,” whitey replied.

he started, but Whitney quickly interupted

her face flushing,

use my room to wash

but also uneasy with how bold he was being “No need, I’ll just wash my hair. You

toward the door.

into a misunderstanding.” Noel multed under his

The water flow was weak, and she could barely rinse properly. Soap–suds

but it was handed to her instead. Wiping hereyes, she blinked and looked up “What are you doing here again?” she asked,

held the showerhead, his voice

Whitney’s hair, cascading down her long strands. She still had foam trapped in her strands, so she needed to

instantly stiffened. His pressure was just right, gently helping

draping a

if she could hudly stand she muttered, “Thank

out of the bathroom, she found Noel examining the blueprints

said, “I found out who tampered

question but as a certainty, as if

who is

“Rachel,” Whitney replied

just bring used. Even if they lick her out of Seabourke, she’s still just taking the blame for someone

was a long silence after Whitney finished speaking, but Noel didn’t say anything. She looked at him, wondering

with the showerhead fixed, it wouldn’t be appropriate for Noel to stay longer

Noel grabbed his jacket. “Islate. Get

in his room, Nori called

anhitecture department at Howard Group Look into anything Rachel has worked

“Inoticed a few blueprints from Howard Group sent to Seabourke Architectural institute recently, with Rachel’s

with a grunt