The Cherished Wife

The moment Winter saw Noelle standing unharmed before her, she already felt on the verge of breaking down.

Now, seeing Simon's attitude while recalling Suzy's earlier state, Winter's resolve crumbled even further. She clenched her teeth, her fists tightening. "Mr. York, what are you doing here? I thought I saw you leave to rest after getting drunk." "Yes, I did feel a bit tipsy. Your good friend was kind enough to help me over," Simon replied, his sly fox-like eyes glinting with amusement.

He gave Winter a once-over. "Ms. Shaw, are you sure you don't need a doctor? You shouldn't be looking so pale at your own birthday party!"

Winter wavered, nearly losing her balance.

There were rumors about Simon in the circles-that he was a cold and unprincipled man, the most ruthless of them all. It was also said that those who crossed him never met a good end.

feeling well. I'll take my leave first." Simon smirked as he watched Winter flee in panic. His eyes gleamed with amusement before he turned to Noelle. "Ms. Noelle, it seems we really are fated to

I've saved you three times now," Simon said with a chuckle, his fox-like eyes now focused intently on Noelle. "Seeing that you're safe puts my mind at ease." "Really?" Noelle met Simon's gaze head-on. "You saved me three times, Mr. York? When did that happen? Even if we were to count

your help today truly. But I think you acted as much to protect

than altruistic. While she was relieved that she had not been the one harmed, Simon's approach had been ruthless, especially given that Suzy was just an innocent woman caught

raised an eyebrow. He was about to respond when

and a

through the line, instantly dispelling the gloom that