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!"

see that most of the

Winter, who had turned pale

she took a deep breath and whispered in his ear, "Don't act impulsively. Go calm them down and get them to leave. Then, we can

inside, you can't just barge

that Xavier was beginning to calm down, Winter squeezed

turning to the crowd. There was a subtle, cruel smile playing on her lips where he

hall, so we thought we'd come and see what your important guest is up to,"

scream echoed from inside the room, and everyone exchanged

mix-up. My sister... My sister just drank too much

come out, Ms. Shaw? It's your birthday, after all. It wouldn't be right for her not to be here,"

behavior exposed in front