Chapter 199
Chapter 199:
Noelle pulled away from Ethan’s embrace, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. A delicate flush colored her cheeks, and each breath she drew tugged at something deep within him. When she finally spoke, her voice carried both shyness and unintended charm. “Ethan, you… you p>
Words failed her. Frustration burst out instead. “I won’t speak to you again! No, wait. I’m done with you! For good p>
Ethan’s eyebrow lifted as he rose to his feet.
Panic flashed through her chest. What if he kissed her again? Without another thought, she whirled and fled from the study.
Safe behind her bedroom door, she pressed her back to the wood. Her breathing came in ragged gasps, and her legs trembled beneath her. Almost without thinking, her fingers drifted to her lips. Her heart hammered against her ribs, refusing to steady.
The next morning, Farrell burst into the living room like a peacock in full display. His flashy pink shirt caught the light, and designer sunglasses dangled from his fingers. Everything about him screamed careless confidence. “Good morning, Noelle! Are you two ready for that club outing we planned yesterday p>
Confusion flickered across Noelle’s face. “You two p>
Farrell’s gaze slid to Ethan, sprawled across the sofa with his usual indifference. A wicked grin spread across Farrell’s lips. “You and Ethan, of course p>
𝖶е𝖾𝘬𝘭у 𝗋𝗲𝗅eаs𝗲s о𝗻 ѕ.с𝗈𝘮
Irritation hardened her expression. “He’s not coming p>
Recognition dawned on Ethan then. His kiss yesterday had truly angered her.
“What? Ethan’s not coming?” Curiosity practically radiated from Farrell. Before he could probe further, Noelle seized his arm and hauled him toward the door. With little choice in the matter, Farrell quickly typed out a message once they were outside. “Ethan, are you really skipping this p>
The reply came swiftly. “Take her first. I’ll catch up later p>
Farrell shot back, “Got it. Don’t keep us waiting p>
During the drive to the club, Farrell’s eyes kept flicking to Noelle in the passenger seat. Curiosity ate at him until he finally caved. “Noelle, did you and Ethan have some kind of fight p>
She propped her elbow against the window, resting her chin on her palm with deliberate casualness. “What makes you think that p>
A smug smile tugged at his lips as he tilted his chin up slightly. “You abandoned him at home just now. My keen instincts never miss a thing p>
She shot him a sharp sideways look. “Why are you being so nosy p>
Farrell’s eyebrow arched, his grin turning devilish. “Gossip is the spice of life! Come on, Noelle, spill the details. Did you two have a fight p>
Noelle released a soft sigh. “Not exactly p>
“Then what? Some kind of lovers’ quarrel p>
Again, Noelle shook her head. Her thoughts drifted unbidden to last night’s kiss. Heat bloomed across her cheeks, and her pulse quickened despite herself.
Farrell couldn’t extract the full story, but something in Noelle’s expression told him this wasn’t any ordinary argument. If anything, the way she blushed suggested something far more… intimate?
His curiosity burned hotter. What in the world had happened between those two?