The Cherished Wife

Winter's face immediately flushed red. "Maybe... we got the wrong room. She must be somewhere else!"

However, Xavier's expression darkened, becoming almost terrifying. He stared at the door with his fists clenched tightly. Even his eyes were bloodshot.

Frightened by Xavier's expression, Winter hurriedly said, "Xavier, let's check somewhere else!"

"It's your birthday, and this entire floor was reserved by me," Xavier growled through gritted teeth. "How could there be anyone else in here?" "But..."

Seeing that Xavier was about to push the door open, Winter quickly blocked his way. "Xavier, calm down. It might be a mistake. Don't do anything rash," she pleaded, noticing his expression growing more ominous. "Noelle isn't like that. She..." "Move aside!"

"Xavier, don't!" Winter insisted, grabbing his arm and shaking her head. "Xavier, please. Others are coming!"

that most of

at Winter, who had turned pale and

here," she said. Then, she took a deep breath and whispered in his ear, "Don't act impulsively. Go calm them down and

you can't just barge in now. Think about what that would do to

calm down, Winter squeezed his

look before turning to the crowd. There was a subtle, cruel smile playing on her lips where he could not see. She then addressed Annie, "Annie, why did everyone come Annie gave a nervous laugh. "Oh,

we thought we'd come and see what

the room, and everyone exchanged

a mix-up. My sister...

Ms. Shaw? It's your birthday, after all. It wouldn't be right for her not to be here," one of the bystanders suggested, clearly

was working. She wanted Noelle's scandalous behavior exposed in front of everyone