The Cherished Wife novel Chapter 440

Winter had once truly liked that necklace, but now, seeing it only made her feel a deep sense of irritation.

At this moment, Annie pushed the door open and stepped inside. Winter turned around impatiently, ready to snap. "Who told you to come in… Annie?"

Annie glanced at the necklace lying on the floor. When Winter was not looking, her gaze darkened briefly. Then, she bent down to pick up the necklace, smiling as she said, "I don't see why you're so upset. Xavier is your husband now. This just proves that Noelle is nothing more than a defeated opponent. What's a necklace compared to that?

"Xavier belongs entirely to you now. I imagine Noelle is just bitter, so she's using this necklace to try to provoke you. But think about it. Besides trying to upset you, what else can she do?"

Winter cast a suspicious glance at Annie, feeling that she had been acting a bit strange lately. Annie, who used to be quick-tempered, was not usually the type to say something so calculated.

Nevertheless, Winter could not deny that Annie's words did make her feel better.

Previously, Winter had grown closer to Suzy because Suzy was smart and quick to understand her unspoken thoughts.

Annie, on the other hand, was slower and needed things to be spelled out directly. Hence, while Winter was friendly with her, she never considered her a true friend.

"Put it away for now. Why get angry? Soon enough, Noelle will get what's coming to her." Annie patted Winter's hand. "It's your birthday today, so cheer up!"

"You're right. I shouldn't let her get to me; she's not worth it!" Winter nodded while collecting herself. "Later, make sure you hand Noelle that drink personally, and be sure she drinks it."

A sharp glint flashed in Annie's eyes. "Don't worry, I'll take care of it. This isn't just for you; it's for me too."

Winter's beauty was too overt, and her eyes lacked purity. It was something Simon disliked about her from the very first glance.

However, Noelle was different. Each time they met, she left a different impression on him.

When Noelle confronted Winter earlier, Simon could see a composed ferocity in her demeanor, a controlled wildness that was irresistibly alluring.

Perhaps others in the room had no idea what Noelle said to Winter, but Simon could read lips. After deciphering Noelle's words, he could not help but smile.

This woman was not just the gentle soul he had initially thought. She had sharp claws, like a cat that would unexpectedly swipe at you, leaving a sting that you would not soon forget.