The Sway and Slide of Love

Chapter 59

Everyone in the world... was the same.

en if she spoke the truth, and everyone knew she was the victim so what? Even her own biological mother couldn't accept her and treated her with disdain. What more other people?

Noelle didn't stay any longer to be made a fool of. After casting a glance at Liam, she turned to leave. "Luma! Noelle! Stop it right there, you bitch!" William's voice roared from behind, but Noelle didn't even flinch. and quickened her pace instead.

She had planned to hail a taxi and leave immediately. But upon leaving the restaurant, she realized there was still a considerable distance to the main road. Plus, this area was catered to the wealthy, meaning there was no use for

taxis here.

So now, she was the only person on this empty road.

Noelle pulled out her phone to call for an e-hailing ride. But as she held her phone, she found her fingers trembling uncontrollably.

It took her several minutes just to unlock the device, and when she finally did, she couldn't locate the e- hailing

app

Her mind went blank, her fingers still trembling violently

At this moment, a beam of car headlights shone brightly onto Noelle, startling her and causing her to retreat several steps back.

The car's back window rolled down swiftly, and the person inside ordered her to get in, his voice devoid of any

emotion

But Noelle knew that after the scene she had just caused in the restaurant, there was no way he didn't know. He must've heard... every word.

Noelle stared at him, searching his eyes for a hint of surprise, dispust, or judgment. But there was none.

His deep paze was fixed on her, showing no sign of extra emotion.

Noelle wasn't sure if it was because he had already processed his reaction or... he genuinely didn't care. She stood still, not moving

Hendric's paze lingered on her pale face for a moment before slowly lowering to her hand, which was still clutching her phone so tightly that even the veins on the back of her hand were bulging.

His lips pressed into a tight line. Finally, he got down from the car and grabbed her wrist.

Noelle didn't resist. Even when he guided her into the car, she showed no signs of defiance. Her earlier hesitation. sormed to have just been her not knowing what to do.

As the car door closed again, Hendrix released his grip on her wrist. It was only then that Noelle seemed to finally regain her composure.

She leaned agaust the opposite car door, turning her head to look out the window.

Hendrix's hand, which was gripping hers earlier, slowly balled into a fist.

Noelle had done her makeup that night. Her hair was tied back in her usual low ponytail, but it was now slightly disheveled, with loose strands felling around her ears. Motionless, she stared out the window like a cold,

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unyielding statue.

However, the redness at the corners of her eyes could not fool anyone.

Yet, even at a time like this, she hadn't shed a single tear in front of him.

Remembering how she had cried uncontrollably in Maxwell's arms before, Hendrix's gaze darkened.

Just as he was about to say something, Noelle spoke first. Thank you, Mr. Freeman. You can drop me off at the nearest subway station. I'll make my own way home."

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