LittleNovelChapter 648 It wasn't Noelle's first tspending the night at Sienna Villa, but it was the first tshe slept in Hendrix's room.
Rosie had originally wanted to sleep with her, but Noelle refused. She still didn't know how to face Rosie. She was afraid the occasional dark thoughts that surfaced in her mind might scare Rosie.
She wasn't supposed to be like this. More than anyone else in the world, she wanted Rosie to be safe and happy. So, how could she have entertained such thoughts earlier? She didn't know, nor did she have the courage to confront it. Thus, all she could do was put sdistance between herself and Rosie.
Rosie was quickly taken away by the household staff, but the Christmas decoration she had made was left in the room. It was a crookedly cut Christmas tree with a star on top. It was now pasted on the floor-to-ceiling window, looking somewhat lonely at first glance.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNoelle stood there, staring blankly at it. It wasn't until Hendrix walked over and hugged her from behind that she snapped out of her daze and slowly turned her head.
Hendrix didn't say anything. He just held her quietly.
After a while, Noelle gradually relaxed. Then, she looked down at Hendrix's hands.
The incident from before was over. No one knew about it except for the doctor and a few household staff at Roselle Court.
Noelle didn't attempt to take her own life again. Because whenever she was awake, Hendrix was always by her side, never straying even half a step.
Even if he had to leave while she was asleep, he would have the household staff watch over her. He had also removed every potentially dangerous object from the room.
But what did any of that matter? Noelle no longer sought death, but neither could she find the will to live. Everything felt like the scar on Hendrix's palm-invisible from the outside. But the moment he opened his hand, the twisted, ugly scar was laid bare and impossible to erase.
Just as Noelle was staring at his palm, Hendrix suddenly reached out and cupped her chin, forcing her to look up. She frowned slightly, and the moment her eyes met his, his face drew closer.
Noelle knew what he was about to do and instinctively turned away. But his grip on her chin tightened in an instant, as if he had anticipated her resistance. With nowhere to escape, she could only let him kiss her. Yet, she kept her mouth clamped shut, refusing to give him a way in.
Hendrix didn't mind. After brushing a few kisses against her lips, he trailed downward along her neck. Noelle tried to push him away, but at this moment, he was more forceful than ever.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPerhaps he had been too gentle with her these past few days, to the point that she had almost forgotten that he had always been a man of dominance and control.
Yet now, the man who once cared only for himself, who always placed his own interests above all else, was kneeling before her with a devotion unlike anything she had ever seen.
Her dress rippled as she clenched her hands involuntarily. She wanted to resist, but in the end, her strength gave out, and she sank back down. It was like how she had tried so hard to bite back the sounds, yet they still escaped.
The noises she made were soft, breathy, laced with a hint of the m content is on novelenglish.net! kno bet
longing-and for her, unbearably shameful. She wasn't supposed to feel pleasure. Everything she had now the reason she was able to celebrate Christmas with Rosie-was the result of Seline's sacrifice.
How could Noelle forget Seline's pain and existence? And And yet he body betrayed her in ways she couldn't control.
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