When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 213 That Day Was Just a Fleeting Moment

Whitney hadn’t expected to run into Noel here

He seemed to have just finished giving his statement. A middle–aged man in a police uniform walked him to the station’s entrance.

ly to the man

As Whitney’s gaze shifted toward him, Noel noticed her too. Their eyes met for a fleeting moment before he quickly looked away, speaking politely to beside him “Mr. Suidlalt, there’s no need to walk me out.

“It’s no trouble at all, Mr. Howard,” the man replied warmly. “Thank you for coming down in person. I’ll treat you and your father to a meal sometime soon.”

“You’re too land, Mr. Sinclair,” Noel said. “It’s my responsibility to cooperate witli your linvestigation. As for the meal, there’s no need—1 just got out of the hospital, and my lather is also still recovering hut Lappreciate your thoughtfulım

Travis Sinclair, the middle–aged man, nodded, not pressing further. Atter shaking Noel’s hand, he turned and headed back into the building.

By then, Whitney and yvette had reached the station’s entrance as well.

Noel’s daik, unreadable eyes briefly locked onto hers. It was only when her gaze dropped to the hand casually resting on his arm–belonging to the woman besid lum that she felt a sharp, wrenching palin herchest

“Noel, do you know

The woman’s voi

‘s voter was smooth and slightly curious, her eyes fitting between Whitney and Noel.

didn’t need to guess. This

attention like a shooting star. Her chestnut hair tell in loose waves, and she wore a partially open. brown coat. Inside, she had on a black lace blouse paired with a wine–red leather start that barely reached mid–thigh,

looked radiant

but his

it. It would be better not to make

you’re here

was light, as if their connection was nothing more than acquaintances at best

Noel finally answered, his voice low.

was distant, a stark contrast

day in the hospital? it was just a fleeting moment. Nothing more.

as though tiny needles were stabbing her heart, each one

in such a familiar way. Are you

throat tightened. It was impossible

Damian’s lancer,” Noel answered for Whitney

family’s recent turmoil. After all, it was the reason she had returned to the country earlier than planned, Her expression turned complicated. She wasn’t sure whether to comfort

simply settled on, “So, you’re the

jltury swallowed the

fürürd to Nurl,

maintain composure. “I haven’t had the chance to

in her eyes. “Thanks for

to him and herself that she wasn’t going to hold

no emotion. He simply nodded, las tone