GoodNovelChapter 563 The faint smirk on Hendrix's lips slowly faded away. He turned his gaze back to Noelle.
She was glaring at him, her impatience and disgust unmistakable in her eyes.
Yes, it was definitely Noelle.
She had cut her hair short. She and Dylan had checked into a hotel room together.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThese two realities hit Hendrix hard in the chest. He clenched his hands, his teeth biting down on his lips so hard that he drew blood.
Yet, he still refused to give up. He asked her, "And you? What are you doing here?" As he spoke, Hendrix began walking toward her.
The answer was already painfully clear. What else could a man and a woman do in the middle of the night? Surely, they were just chatting in the room.
To make it worse, Noelle had already taken a shower! So, while Hendrix was outside smoking, what had she and Dylan been doing inside? Hendrix had thought he had already cto terms with it-that he had accepted Noelle was now Dylan's girlfriend. Or that they held hands, ate together, and talked like any other couple. And also, they would...
Hendrix knew all that. Still, nothing had ever hit him harder than this moment. He couldn't help but glance toward the bedroom. He wanted to know-what was the state of the room now? What had they been doing in there earlier? How had Dylan treated her? Had she been willing? Had she been happy? Had she blossomed into her most radiant self, just like she had when she was with him, albeit in front of another man? All these questions flooded Hendrix's mind at once. Then, a fire erupted within him, raging uncontrollably.
He slowly walked forward. His chest rose and fell lightly, his expression growing unnervingly calm.
Dylan had already moved to shield Noelle behind him. "Hen-" He had barely uttered a single word when Hendrix swung his fist, landing a brutal punch squarely on Dylan's face.
Hendrix had put all his strength into it. The force of the blow sent Dylan staggering, and blood immediately trickled out of the corner of his mouth.
"Dylan!" Noelle turned pale in the face, and she immediately moved to steady him.
But Hendrix seized the opportunity to yank her toward him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Let go of me! Hendrix, have you lost your mind?" Noelle struggled In
fiercely, but Hendrix didn't respond Instead, his grip on her forearmm tightened even more. The pressure made Noelle frown. "Letgo!" BUMS Hendrix looked at her and suddenly asked, "Why did you cut your hair short?" His question Caught Noelle off
guard. Then, she realized something had with absolute clarity-Hendrix had truly lost his ost his mind. Otherwise, why Would he barge in here for no reason? Just to ask her why she had cut her hair? What else could his behavior be if not madness? Noelle couldn't be bothered to explain herself. She simply struggled even harder.
By then, Dylan had recovered. He stepped forward and delivered a sharp kick to Hendrix's stomach.
Hendrix finally let go of Noelle and slammed into the wall behind him.
He was forced to hunch over from the pain, the veins in his temples throbbing. But the next moment, he suddenly laughed. The will be updated first on this website. Cback and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!
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