Noelle had no idea where she had headed afterward

It felt as though her world had shrunk to house only Hendek. She clung to him throughout the time as though she could not stand on her own, surrendering entirely to his demands.

The unrestrained indulgence took a toll on Noelle's body, leaving her feeling as though she had been run over by a truck when she woke up the next day. Her throat was parched and burning

A sharp pain shot through her calf as soon as she tried to move

She couldn't help but let out a soft groan, lying still on the bed for a moment before slowly lifting her head.noveldrama

The room looked unfamiliar to her. It wasn't her tiny rental apartment, nor was it Nivis Villa.

However, Hendrix owned numerous properties in Coppersille, so it didn't surprise her that he owned a place like this

Noelle didn't have the time to dwell on it at the moment. She bent down to pick up her clothes from the floor before putting them on slowly and carefully.

Her phone had finally powered back on when she stepped out of the room. There were countless messages and missed calls.

A voice suddenly sounded as she lowered her head and scrolled through them, "You're up."

Noelle immediately stopped in her tracks. She felt as if her blood had frozen before it slowly began to flow backward at that moment.

She didn't know how long it took before she regained her composure and turned her head slowly.

Hendrix was standing at the doorway of another room. He narrowed his eyes and looked at her. "You... haven't left yet?" It wasn't until she spoke that she realized how hoarse her voice was.

The memories of the previous night immediately surged into her mind.

"Let's talk," Hendrix said, striding past her toward the living room.

Noelle had no choice but to follow.

She had simply drunk something she shouldn't have last night. She wasn't drunk.

The things that happened between them afterward had unfolded clearly in her head. That clarity was precisely why she had no idea how to face him now.

She lowered her gaze and sat across from him without making eye contact.

"Did you have dinner with Maxwell last night?"

His demeanor was much more calm and casual than hers.

However, his question caught her off guard. She paused for moment and nodded.

So, he's the one who dougged you?" Hendrix sounded like he was asking a question, but the certainty in his tone made it clear that he already knew the answer.

Noelle said nothing. She couldn't help but tighten her hands on her lap.

Hendrix chucked. "What? Are you still going to defend him how?"

She lifted her head. "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"So you've grown a spine now, haven't you? You're no longer the person you were last night when you were crying and begging me, are you?"

"I..." His words made Noelle's eyes widen instantly. Her voice caught in her throat, and a blush quickly crept up to the tips of her ears.

Hendrix seemed amused by her reaction. His lips curled into a faint smile.

"I... You... Is this what you wanted to talk about?" she finally asked.

"No." He e stopped teasing her and said, "I'm just curious. Why didn't you just sleep with Maxwell since you and he were in the same room last night?"

"We're just friends!"

"He apparently doesn't think so."

"Yes." She forced a smile, her previous defiance fading as hier voice grew quieter. "That's why we're not even friends anymore. Does that make you happy now, Mr. Freeman?"