NovelUSAChapter 703 Rosie even sounded a little gleeful, to be honest. Wasn't it said that daughters were supposed to be their parents' little angels? So, what did that make her? Hendrix remained standing where he was, his brows slowly furrowing.
Noelle stayed locked in her room until dinnertime. She didn't say much, remaining silent throughout the meal. In fact, she didn't even spare him a glance.
After dinner, Hendrix finally found a chance to ask her, "Will you cback withlater?" "No," Noelle replied without even needing to think about it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHendrix couldn't help but frown. He reached out to take her hand, but Noelle brushed him off before he could. Just as he was about to grab Noelle's shoulder, Beatrice said, "Hendrix, why don't you go back first?" Hendrix turned around and said in a low voice, "Mom." But Beatrice acted as if she hadn't heard him. Instead, she said to Noelle, "Since tomorrow's the weekend and Rosie doesn't have school, why don't the two of you stay here for a couple of days?" She then turned to Hendrix. "Aren't you busy with work? You should head back now." And just like that, Hendrix was chased away by Beatrice.
Rosie didn't seem too fond of him at the moment. But when Noelle was tucking her in that night, she suddenly asked, "Mommy, are you really mad at Daddy?" The question caught Noelle off guard. Then, she smiled softly.
Rosie nodded knowingly. "I knew it. You're not really mad at him." "Oh?" "If you were, you would've takenback to Stormridge." Noelle was unable to cup with a suitable reply to that.
In the end, she just ruffled Rosie's hair and said, "Kids shouldn't worry so much about grown-up stuff. Now, go to sleep." "Okay, Mommy," Rosie said, obediently closing her eyes. But then, she suddenly remembered something and added, "Don't worry, Mommy. No matter what happens, I'll always be on your side." Her words warmed Noelle's heart. With a grateful smile, Noelle thanked her. Only then did Rosie finally close her eyes again, content and at ease.
Noelle sat by her bedside for a while longer to make sure she was sound asleep before quietly leaving the room.
By then, it was already late. But as Noelle closed the door to Rosie's room, she noticed Beatrice was still awake. And by the looks of it she had been waiting for her.
Sure enough, as soon as Noelle closed the door, Beatrice looked up and asked, "She's asleep?" Noelle nodded.
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"Care for a drink?" Beatrice pointed to the two wine glasses of the table, with the wine already poured and aerated. Noelle couldn't bring herself to refuse. Besides, she was feeling a bit restless, so she nodded without hesitation.
The wine was from Beatrice's private collection. There was no label on the bottle, and Beatrice mentioned it was battle, a a gift from a private winemaker. Noelle knew that such things were often the most valuable. So, she didn't ask any questions and simply took a sip.
The wine had been aerated perfectly, with no trace of bitterness. Instead, it was rich with fruity notes and a unique, lingering aroma. Noelle couldn't help but take a couple more sips. Beatrice watched her with a smile. "Do you like it?" "Yes, it's delicious." "Hendrix has a few bottles with him, too. I'll have him give it to you later." When Noelle heard his name, her expression immediately darkened. Noticing this, Beatrice asked, "So, you two really did have a fight." mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1
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