Chapter 177
Hannah's knuckles turned white as she gripped onto the bed sheet too tightly. Despite being fearful of his response, a tiny sliver of hope lingered within her.
However, Noah said nothing, removing her hand coldly. He pushed the door open and left without looking back at her.
Vanessa and Sheena, who had been chatting on the sofa outside the room, were both startled by Noah's chilling expression as he emerged.
Vanessa was the first to ask, "Mr. Noah! W-what's wrong?"
Noah ignored her, addressing Sheena directly, "You knew she was pretending to be sick."
Was he actually angry?
This was the first time Noah spoke to Sheena in such a tone, and she felt guilty, mumbling, "I..."
Noah did not give her a chance to explain. Instead, he walked downstairs and left.
Sheena was about to follow him, but Vanessa grabbed her and led her into the room to check Hannah's condition.
Hannah's eyes were red, as though she had just been crying, and she appeared to be in a bad mood.
Vanessa
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