The Sway and Slide of Love novel Chapter 653

"Actually, this whole time, Hendrix has been going to the Swifts' house every day. Why do you think they reacted so strongly just now? But Hendrix is terrible with words. He never says the right things, so the Swifts don't welcome him at all," Beatrice said.

Noelle was still confused. "Why would he go there?"

Beatrice looked at her. "Why do you think? He did it for you, of course. He doesn't want you to stay trapped in the past with Seline's passing, nor does he want you to be sad. But he can't bring Seline back to life, so the only thing he can do is beg the Swifts to forgive you.

"He thought if they could just say they forgive you, you might be able to move on. In fact, what he's doing isn't much different from what I did today. It's just that I brought you along to see it for yourself.

"Noelle, I just wanted you to know—we've all seen your pain. You're not alone."

Noelle didn't respond. She just sat there quietly, staring blankly at Beatrice. It was a long time before she finally snapped out of it and lowered her head.

Her hands—which were resting on her knees—slowly balled into fists. She gripped them so hard, as if trying to drain all her strength into them. Her knuckles turned stark white, and her whole body trembled.

Beatrice didn't stop her. She only reached out and gently wrapped Noelle's hands in her own.

At that moment, the car pulled up in front of Sienna Villa.

Just as they arrived, Hendrix came rushing out of the house. He wasn't even wearing a coat, and for once, the man who was always so composed looked panicked.

Noelle closed her eyes briefly. "I want to take a rest upstairs."

"Okay," Hendrix immediately said. Then, without another word, he scooped her up and carried her inside.

Noelle didn't resist. She simply leaned against his chest and slowly closed her eyes. Right now, she felt like she had no strength left. Her limbs, her mind—everything felt unbearably heavy. She didn't want to think. She didn't want to do anything at all.

Before long, she drifted into sleep. This time, she saw nothing. But she heard something—a voice, soft and clear, saying goodbye.

Noelle wanted to tell her not to go. But before she could speak, tears had already started falling from her eyes. And those cold droplets were soon gently wiped away.