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!"

most of the

who had turned pale and was shaking her head

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

Noelle is inside, you can't just barge in now. Think

down, Winter squeezed his hand. "I'll go and

where he could not see. She then addressed Annie, "Annie, why did

the hall, so we thought we'd come

a shrill scream echoed from inside the room, and everyone

misunderstand. It's just a mix-up. My sister... My sister just drank too much and

since she's just resting, why don't you ask her to come out, Ms. Shaw? It's your birthday, after all. It wouldn't be right for her not to be here," one of the bystanders suggested,

scandalous behavior exposed in front of everyone