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

wash

he started,

said, her face flushing,

use my room to wash up.

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

toward the door.

multed under his breath as he walked out of

hurriedly closed the door, tumed on the shower, and began rinsing her hair. The water flow was weak, and she could barely rinse properly. Soap–suds got in her eyes, causing her to

she blinked and looked up

the showerhead, his voice calm. “Tilt your head down.”

in her strands, so she needed to rub it

her scalp, and Whitney’s body instantly stiffened. His pressure was

said, draping a

she could hudly stand she muttered, “Thank you.”

stepped out of the bathroom, she found Noel examining

incident, she said, “I found out who tampered with my computer. It was Beata

not as a question but as a certainty, as

is Noel asked.

“Rachel,” Whitney replied

used. Even if they lick her out of Seabourke, she’s

say anything. She looked at him, wondering what he was thinking, but his

the showerhead fixed, it wouldn’t be appropriate for

Whimney was about to speak, Noel grabbed his jacket. “Islate. Get some

his room, Nori called

the anhitecture department at Howard Group Look into anything Rachel

to Seabourke Architectural institute recently, with

simply acknowledged it with a grunt before