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!"

to see that most of the people

scowled deeply and glanced at Winter, who had turned

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

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

Xavier was beginning to calm down, Winter squeezed his hand. "I'll go and

her lips where he could not

were just curious. The main guest isn't in the hall, so we thought we'd come and see what your important guest is up

from inside the room, and everyone exchanged

don't misunderstand. It's just a mix-up. My sister... My sister just drank too much and came

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

was working. She wanted Noelle's scandalous behavior exposed in front of everyone as that would utterly