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!

clogged. We’ll need to replace

nothing. I’ll just wash my

room..” he started, but

said, her

meant you can use my room to wash up. I’ll be in the study

was being “No need, I’ll just wash my hair. You

toward the door.

multed under his breath as he walked

was weak, and

towel, but it was handed to her instead. Wiping hereyes, she blinked and looked up

his voice calm. “Tilt your head

had foam trapped in her strands, so she needed to rub it out. Noel reached

gently massaged her scalp, and Whitney’s body instantly stiffened. His pressure was just right, gently helping to

he said, draping a towel over

felt rigid as if she could hudly stand

of the bathroom, she found Noel examining the

who tampered with my computer. It was Beata from our

report her,” he stated, not as a question but as a certainty, as if he knew she wouldn’t. “I had

who is

“Rachel,” Whitney replied

had told her. “She was just bring used. Even if they lick her out of Seabourke, she’s still just taking the

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

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

jacket. “Islate. Get some test,” he said, walking toward the door.

room,

investigate the anhitecture department at Howard Group Look into anything Rachel has

few blueprints from Howard Group sent to Seabourke

with a grunt before hanging up the