The Sway and Slide of Love

Hendrix moved quickly. As Seline instinctively reached for her phone, her fingers nearly got caught in his car door. But Hendrix didn't even bother to apologize. He simply had Levi start the car and drove off without another word.

Seline stood there for a moment, stunned. Then, as if snapping out of it, she shouted at his retreating car, "Hendrix Freeman, what the hell is wrong with you? You emotionally unstable lunatic! Serves you right for being cheated on!"noveldrama

Hendrix didn't respond, of course. In fact, he didn't even bother to listen to what she was saying. The first thing he did when he got into the car was to call Angela.

Angela answered the phone quickly. "Hello, Mr. Freeman."

"Did you run into Noelle today?" Hendrix asked.

It had been a long time since he had mentioned that name. After disappearing from Coppersville for so long, the name "Noelle" was unfamiliar to Angela.

But she was quick on her feet. After running through the list of women associated with Hendrix in her mind, she quickly figured out who he was referring to and replied, "No, I didn't."

"Did you go to the mall today?"

"Yes."

"With who?"

Angela fell silent.

Hendrix let out a cold laugh. "Ms. Rhett, I don't need to remind you about the terms of the agreement, do I?"

"No, Mr. Freeman. I can explain—"

Hendrix had no interest in listening to her excuses. He was about to hang up when Angela suddenly said, "So, it was Ms. Swanson who saw me and told you? That means she still has feelings for you!"

Angela didn't know Hendrix well, but she understood men. In her two years of live streaming, she had encountered all kinds of men. So, she immediately zeroed in on what she thought would matter most to Hendrix.

Sure enough, Hendrix didn't hang up.

Angela continued, "Mr. Freeman, what did she tell you? Did she say I'm some kind of loose woman and tell you to break up with me? If that's the case, then she really hasn't let go of you yet. She still cares about you! So, Mr. Freeman-" ́

Hendrix hung up the phone.

Noelle cared about him? As if!

Because if she really cared about him, she would have told him she had run into Angela when they bumped into each other at the entrance earlier. But she hadn't.

In fact, if it weren't for Seline, he wouldn't even have known about it. So, Noelle simply didn't care. It didn't

matter to her if he had a girlfriend or what kind of person she was

Now, Noelle seemed like someone who existed entirely outside his world. And no matter what happened in his life, she would care. In fact, she wouldn't even spare him a second glance.

...

Night fell quickly. With Beatrice's health in decline, the entire household was unusually quiet.

Noelle sat on the bed, reading a picture book to Rosie.

Rosie clung to her milk bottle, even though it was already empty. Her eyes were fixed intently on the book.

Just then, the sound of a car engine came from downstairs.

Rosie heard it first and immediately looked at Noelle. "Who is it?"

Noelle glanced at the time. At this hour, it could only be one person.

She didn't pay it any mind and simply said, "It's nothing. There are other people downstairs. Let's keep reading."

"Okay," Rosie replied and turned her attention back to the book.

But a moment later, the door to their room suddenly swung open.