When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 144 Don’t You Know How to Hold Your Husband?

Noel, dressed in a suit and tie, looked like he had just come from an important event. His expression darkened, and the veins on the back of his hand were visibly

be ground and quickly pulled Whitney into his arms to protect her. Seeing one of his friends writhing in pain on

After mapping the man’s wrist, be kicked him to the m the door, the remaining two naded forward.

Noel told Whitney to stay back as he turned to fight the two men. However, they were no match forhim. In jest a few moves, both were knocked to the ground

“Are you alright?” Whitney asked, nishing forward linconicetti.

stone fie could anewer, one of the men, who had somehow gotten back on his feet, longed at them with a fruit knife. The blade was aimed straight at Whitney Whitney was spun around by Noel, and he quickly reacted, kicking the man away again.

“Mr. Howard!” Daniel nushed over with a teamet bodyguards, instantly satuluing the there menon the ground.

“Mr. Howard, Ms. Spences, are you both alright?” Dariel asked, his expression trose,

Esties, Noel had been neatre finishing his social mgagements ambneeded to make an important call, so he had asked Darel and his team to stay behind. When he hadn’t returned dot same time, Dartel beard the disturbance and felt something was off, so he rushed to the scene with a team of bodyguards.

Nor didn’t respond to Daniel’s question. Instead, he looked at Whitney, his gaze piercing as he asked, “Are you hurt?”

“I’m fine. 1 wasn’t hurt.” Whitney assisted him, trying to calm her rapid heartbeat.

bodyguards. His expression was terrifying, as though he

three men, who were not pinned

from hell. “Tomorrow morning,

that they would be sent off immediately tonight, but rather the next moming.

had other charges against them. Once everything was investigated, they

before his expression suddenly changed.

and noticed that the side of Norl’s shirt was soaked with blood,

and get you to the hospital tight away!” Dariel said,

for a hospital. It’s just a small injury. Don’t let my father

hurt? What if it

just ampone–he was the eldest grandson of the Howard family, the son of the deputy mayor. This

she could convince Noel

go to the hospital. Although the injury is minor, what if there’s something wrong with the knife wound? Don’t make us worry about you.” Without needing further prompting from Dariel, Whitney also agreed

“Alright.”

some tests, it was confined the wound showed no signs of

the doctor began

lean on

Whitney were standing

check on those three caminals. You go ahead, Dariel said

“Hease!

The doctor glanced toward the door again, orging Whitney to

the doctor had cut away a large partion of his shirt war the wound

patient lean on you,” the doctor instructed Whinney. Then, he tumed to Noel “Don’t put any weight on your wrist, or the

doctor didn’t