Chapter 815 Seeing the Bonfire or Seeing Joseph?


    Chloe could not argue with that statement as it was true. She was no longer the naive and trusting


    girl she once was, no longer willing to leave herself vulnerable to others. It seemed wiser to deceive


    others than to be deceived herself. However, she genuinely did not believe this to be a big deal. If


    Zoelle cared that much, she would be honest about it.


    Observing that Chloe had no intention of borating, Zoelle let out a heavy snort and pressed on, "I


    don''t know what happened between you and Joseph, but you''re engaged to Noah now, who


    happens to be my good friend. I won''t tolerate any betrayal from your end. If I get so much as a


    whiff, I won''t be so quick to forgive you then."


    "I don''t—"


    "Enough. I’m going to engage thepany of some handsome men."


    "Shall we go to the bonfire or head home?" Noah asked tly as he watched Zoelle walk away.


    Chloe looked toward him, a hint of disappointment in her eyes. "The bonfire," she replied. She had


    yet to inform Ophelia about Xavia''s fake pregnancy.


    "Do you want to see the bonfire or do you want to see Joseph again?"


    "I have no such intentions. Don’t overthink things." Chloe responded with a sigh, a touch of


    annoyance in her voice.


    "Your actions make it impossible for me to fully trust you." Noah''s slender fingers slowly caressed


    Chloe''s neck, then suddenly pressed down onto the red mark. His fingernail scraped against her


    delicate skin.


    "Oww, that hurt!" Chloe''s face contorted in pain.


    "You know the feeling of pain, so why don''t you learn from it? You never put any weight to my


    words," Noah said with a smile on his lips. However, his eyes were bloodshot, frightening to behold.


    Chloe pped his hand away. She was a little scared. "I don''t understand what you''re saying."


    Noah closed his eyes, taking several deep breaths to suppress his rage before saying, "Let''s go


    home. I don''t want to lose my temper here."


    He had been too kind to her, allowing her to hurt him without restraint. What if they were alone?


    Would he be unhinged?


    "I''m not going home. I have something to do here," Chloe refused, and her attention shifted away. "I


    need to find Ophelia and tell her the truth about Xavia."


    "I''ll send someone to deliver the message. Let’s go home now."


    "No!" Chloe shook off his hand, her brows furrowing in annoyance.


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    This impatience wounded Noah deeply. He suddenly recalled Desmond''s words about not indulging


    Chloe too much and being assertive when necessary.


    "I''m speaking to you kindly, yet you''re unwilling to listen to me?"


    Chloe did not wish to talk to him anymore and started to move away. "I don''t know what''s gotten into


    you. Let''s talk when you''re calm, okay?"


    "Come home." He grabbed her wrist, leaving no room for debate.


    "No! Let go of me!"


    Noah paid no heed to her reluctance and dragged her away. Chloe stumbled and she fell, her knee


    scraping against the cobblestone path. Arge piece of her skin was torn off, her elbow was


    bruised, and her entire body ached.


    Tears filled her eyes as she blew on her wounds, her expression one of pitiful injustice. Noah turned


    back, and noticing his injuries, his boiling anger cooled and was reced by remorse. Just as he


    was about to speak, Joseph''s fist smashed into his face.


    Thud!


    The fierce punch tore Noah’s skin and caused blood to spill from his mouth.


    Joseph suppressed his anger and bent down to scoop Chloe into his arms.


    Noah looked up, seemingly undeterred by the pain. He threatened menacingly, “Put her down, and


    don''t make me repeat myself."


    "You expect me to put her down after you’ve hurt her?”


    Noah’s leg then swung out. Joseph, having anticipated this, swiftly sidestepped to evade the blow.


    He understood that Noah would not allow their escape without resistance, so he kept his guard up.


    He gently ced Chloe on a stone chair and gently reassured her, "Wait here. I''ll take you to the


    hospital soon."


    Chloe was worried. "Don''t be rash. I''m fine."


    The pain was manageable, and she could endure it. This all felt so absurd to her. From Joseph


    taking advantage of her to Noah suspecting her, she had yet to aplish what she had set out to


    do.


    "It''s fine. I’m just teaching an unruly kid a lesson."