Chapter 150 No More Foolish Actions

The footsteps were faint, gradually getting closer. Whitney could sense someone lowering their head to look at her

She had thought it was Damiantelumming.

Startled, Whitney suddenly opened her eyes, and a figure fleshed in front of her.

"You scared me! I thought you were asleep Yvette stepped back, chitching her chest.

*1thought Damian had come back. He just lef,"

Sering Yvette's startled expression, Whitney couldn't help but laugh. "You're still laughing? Look at yourself," vyette said, her eyes filled with concemas she looked over Whitney's legs and Ketu. "How could you be so carries? How did you trip down the stairs?

Yvette had been meeting client when Matthew called to tell her about Whitney's accident, and she meshed over immediately the genuinely cared for Whitney, and The warmth in Whitney's heart was undeniable. "I'm not clume, I did it on purpose," Whitney rentessed, not wanting to lie to Yvette

"You did it on purpose?" Yvette's eyes widened in disbeliet as she listened to Whitney explain the reason behind her actions.

"That's too dangerous. What if you seriously hurt yourself? What would the cost be?" Yvette was both angry and shaken by the thought.

Whitney joked "Can't you wish me a little lock instead?"

Wette peeled a tangerine for her while asking, "Has Noel come to see you?" I

Since the incident, even Yvette knew about it, and it seemed the entire Howard family was aware by now.

But Noel had never visited her

Whitney pushed down the discomfort in her heart and said, "Whether he comes or not doesn't matter. Even if he knows, he won't come. If he visits alone, people will misunderstand "

It was better to go back to where they started. As if nothing had ever happened, and she dared not have any more hopes.

In the middle of the right, Whitney slept restlessly. Even though her leg was in a cast, it still ached. Waking up, she felt parched and reached for the water cup on the bedside table

In the darkons, a hand brought the cup to her lips.

Whitney instantly became fully awake. She lifted her gaze, noticing the room was dark, with only a faint light from the hallway seeping through the door and it was Noel

She wondered when be had arrived, realizing she hadn't noticed at all.

In the dim light, she saw it was

"Not thirsty?" After a long silence with no response from her, Noel's low, husky voice finally broke the quiet.

Whitney reached out with her right hand to take the cup, but Noel didn't let go. Instead, he brought the cup closer to her lips, "If it's inconvenient for you, just Whitney had no choice but to drink from the cup, taking several large gulps as she was indeed very thirsty

Once let thirst was quenched, she thanked him. Noel set the cup down close to her.

dit's not appropriate for you to be here."

She emphasized the words "not appropriate", reminding henselt to keep her distance from him.

Noel stood by bedside, his tall figure outlined in the dim light. "Are you angry because i didn't agree to help?"

He got straight to the point, and try felt a wave of embarassment. It was as if he was implying that he wasn't obligated to help.

They had only been involved once, and it had been a mutual decision. He didn't owe het anything.

Whitney's thoughts swirled Shrfumed het lace away as it Noel could read her expression in the darkness.

"I'moot angry. It's none of your business anyway. I've handled it upselt."

"You handled it yourself?" Norl's voice rantied a hint of samasın. "ny fouting yourselt? You thought you could damage others, but you ended up hating yourself The sees indis ooh stung Whatey gopped the blanket with her right hand, biting her lip tightly.

After a long passe, she finally fomed out the words. "As long as hirve my goal, I'm willing to pay any price. You don't need to mock use. What does it have to do

sa dicer't waid his hari, bad she could materstand why he fell the need to mock and ridicule her..

There was silence for a long montaret, so long that she almost thought he had left.

wrin place.

just as she turned her head, her chin was suddenly grasped, gently let femly rough to hold her in place.

tips landed ons-Jorcetul, almost punishing

The air was stolen from her, and she coulder's bumatlar until Noel Hasally pulled back

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Whitney gasped for air, her chest rising and falling quickly.

do a low voice, he spoke, "Do you think this solves anything? Don't do anything foolish again."

Whitney's head was spinning from the kiss, and by the time she regained her senses, Noel had already left the room.

Dariel followed behind him. "Because of Mr. Beckham's position, you've had to act in secret, not showing yourself directly. But you should have let Ms. Spencer know, and not let her misunderstand you?