Chapter 211
Chapter 211:
Shortly afterward, Farrell’s phone rang with an incoming call. After ending the conversation, he turned to Noelle with a mischievous grin spreading across his features. “Noelle, Ethan’s finally arrived p>
No wonder Ethan had arrived so fashionably late—he had been preparing a special gift for Noelle.
Noelle’s expression hardened as memories of yesterday’s unexpected kiss flooded back. Embarrassment and irritation warred within her as she struggled to maintain her composure. “So what if he’s decided to show up p>
Farrell scratched his head with growing concern. “Noelle, did you and Ethan really have some kind of argument p>
Her response came sharp and clipped. “No p>
𝘗𝗈pula𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿і𝗲ѕ o𝘯 𝘨𝖺ln𝘰𝗏е𝗅ѕ.𝖼o𝘮
Relief washed over his worried features.
But then Noelle delivered her follow-up blow. “I finished with him, actually. We severed all ties between us p>
Farrell’s jaw dropped in complete bewilderment. She had actually cut ties with Ethan entirely?
That sounded infinitely worse than any simple argument!
When Ethan finally made his appearance, Farrell immediately observed that Noelle refused to speak even a single word in his direction. Her earlier declaration had been completely truthful.
Yet, to his absolute amazement, Ethan appeared to be thoroughly enjoying the tense situation.
Realization dawned on Farrell. It seemed he had been sweating nervously over absolutely nothing.
On the surface, Noelle and Ethan seemed locked in bitter conflict, but beneath that facade, they were engaged in elaborate flirtation.
Farrell immediately manufactured a convenient excuse to escape, abandoning the two of them to their complicated dance.
He chuckled to himself, a knowing grin spreading across his face. The thought struck him with perfect clarity—he possessed an uncanny instinct for romantic drama, and today he had transformed into Cupid’s most valuable player in their complicated relationship.
After Farrell made his strategic exit, Noelle fixed Ethan with a withering glare before marching ahead without uttering a single word.
Ethan arched an eyebrow with casual amusement, maintaining his leisurely pace as he trailed behind her retreating figure.
Not far from their path stretched a magnificent horse ranch, its endless emerald fields rolling beneath a sky painted with pillowy white clouds. A gentle breeze danced through the air, carrying coolness and the promise of adventure. They hadn’t covered much distance when a sudden thud echoed behind Noelle. Startled by the unexpected sound, she whirled around to investigate.
Ethan’s imposing frame towered over her as he stumbled forward with calculated clumsiness, steadying himself by wrapping his strong arms around her waist.
The sudden contact left her completely breathless.
He held her against him with intimate familiarity, his voice dropping to a low, magnetic whisper. “My apologies—seems I lost my footing there p>
Noelle immediately examined the ground beneath their feet before responding with a derisive sneer. “This surface is completely level. There isn’t even the smallest pebble in sight. What exactly did you manage to trip over p>
Ethan’s chuckle rumbled through his chest with rich, enticing warmth. “Would you believe my left foot got tangled up with my right p>