Chapter 1795

She was furious. With a sigh, she realized that matters of the heart could be both physically and emotionally draining — utterly unavoidable. Naomi's face clouded with worry, though beneath that concern was understanding and empathy. Scott noticed the shift in her expression, his thumb gently tightening around her fingers. Meanwhile, at the hotel, Dylan quickly headed downstairs and found the manager, demanding he open Belle's door. Tonight, he was determined to teach Belle a lesson. Who knew what reckless things she might do next if he did not? However- "Mr. Quinn, Mr. Lawson just called and told me to advise you to get some rest." The manager wore a polite, professional smile as he delivered the message. Dylan froze. "Get some rest?" How was he supposed to rest?! With Belle acting so rebellious, the idea of falling asleep felt as improbable as the sky raining red. "I can't sleep! Just open the door!" "Mr. Quinn, we'll open it, but Mr. Lawson specifically instructed us to