NovelStartChapter 640 When Noelle woke up, it was already bright outside. She had assumed Hendrix had already gone to work, but when she turned over, she found him still beside her.
He was propped up against the headboard, working on his laptop. The screen brightness was turned to its lowest, and the sound of his typing was barely audible.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHendrix quickly noticed she was awake.
"You're awake." He closed his laptop and smiled at her. "Are you tired? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" It was only after he asked that Noelle becaware of the soreness in her body. But pain was nothing new to her now, so she simply shook her head lightly. "I'm fine." "Are you hungry? I'll have someone bring you something to eat," Hendrix said, getting out of bed.
Noelle suddenly asked him, "Don't you have to go to work today?" "Nope." "Actually... you don't have to stay here withall the time. I'm already better. Besides, is it really okay for a boss to skip work so often?" Hendrix chuckled at her words. Then, he reached out and ruffled her hair. "What? Are you worried the company will collapse without me? Don't worry. I've already taken care of everything from home." Noelle fell silent, her eyes lowering as if lost in thought.
Seeing that she had nothing else to say, Hendrix turned and left the room to arrange for food to be brought up. Noelle slowly got out of bed and went to freshen up. By the tshe cout of the bathroom, Hendrix had already set the food on the table.
"Why aren't we eating in the dining room?" Noelle asked.
Hendrix paused, then laughed. "For sreason, I just want to stay in the room with you." As he spoke, he sat down beside her. Despite the spacious table and couch, he chose to sit right next to her. Feeling tried quilean away, but Hendrix BS xttle uncomfortable, Noelle Vhanded her a glass of "Drink this first." "I can do it myself." "It's fine." Hendrix seemed to enjoy doing these little things for her. After she took the milk, he started peeling an for her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNoelle watched him for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Would you be free in the next couple of days?" "Yes, why?" "My laptop is still in Stormridge. I have unfinished work on it, so can you bring it back for me?" "Sure. I'll get someone-"
"I want you to get it yourself," Noelle interjected, as if knowing if knowing what he was about to say.
Hendrix looked at her, slightly puzzled. It was as if he didn'tom understand why she wanted him to go personally.
"I have ssketches there, too, and I don't want anyone else to see m them," Noelle explained. "Also, once you're there, can you video calfso I can tell you exactly what to bring?" Her reasoning sounded logical enough.
But Hendrix just stared at her. After a moment, he said, "Why don't you go with me?" "I don't want to go," Noelle replied. "I want to stay hand rest." Hendrix fell silent.
Noelle frowned and asked, "You don't want to help me? Forget it, then." With that, she set her glass down, looking as if she were upset.
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