Chapter 194 In any case , you should think about your adoptive mother , whos still in the hospital .
That was the last thing Hendrix said to Noelle before leaving Noelle couldnt help but feel that he had misunderstood something .

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Perhaps it was because she appeared too calm , and he thought she had already resigned herself to the worst possible outcome .
Did he even think she might consider ending her life ? If that was what he thought , then he was truly overthinking What Noelle simply wanted was peace and quiet .
And if she did end her life , it would only mean that Craig got what he wanted .
After all , wasnt it his ultimate plan for her to be gone ? The mere thought of the vile , horrifying things they had done to Noelle made her tremble uncontrollably .
She had never imagined that the people so desperate to see her dead would one day turn out to be her own biological parents .
Sitting on the bed , Noelle closed her eyes tightly .
They were dry now , utterly parched .
There wasnt a single tear left to shed .
Noelle had told her lawyer about the dealings between Craig and William , but the lawyers investigation turned up with nothing .
And with William still in a comatose state , there wasnt even a witness to back up her claims .
Thus , she could only remain silent .
Time passed , day by day .
Until one day , a prison guard unexpectedly brought her a plate of Christmas pie .
It was only at that moment that Noelle realized that it was Christmas Day today .
Noelle stared at the plate of Christmas pie and suddenly remembered the previous years Christmas .
That night , she and Hendrix had spent it at Freeman Manor , and because they were staying up to celebrate , they had spent the night in the old estate .
It was one of those rare occasions when she was allowed to stay in his room .
Noelle had never told Hendrix , but she had always loved his room at Freeman Manor because it held so many things from his past .
On good days , Beatrice would even show her his old photo albums .
There were pictures of Hendrix from elementary school to his university graduation , along with photos of him holding trophies or medals from competitions .
Noelle had wanted to etch every single one of those items into her memory forever , but Hendrix had never cared about any of it .
He never clung to the past , nor did he ever look back .
And the words he had once said to her still echoed in Noelles mind he only cared about the results when it came to most things- Noelle was lost in thought , staring blankly at the plate of Christmas pie , when someone suddenly spoke , Someone sent you a gift .
She lifted her head , a little dazed .
It took her a moment to snap out of her daze before she reached out to take the envelope from the person in front of her .
Whoever sent it hadnt even sealed it properly .
As soon as Noelle took it , the contents spilled out .
It was a few photographs .
On Christmas Day , Freeman Manor was left with only two people .
Not long ago , Ophelia had held some resentment toward Beatrice , but now , all that remained was quiet sorrow .
She had little appetite for the Christmas dinner .
After forcing down a few bites , she set her cutlery aside .
After Hendrix helped her back to her room to rest , he left and drove himself out of the manor .
Although people everywhere complained that the festive spirit of Christmas Day seemed to fade more each year , it remained irreplaceable by any other holiday and continued to be the most important one in the country .
The streetlights in Coppersville were all adorned with Christmas lights , and the glass windows along the streets were decorated with Christmas decorations .
The roads , usually busy with traffic , were unexpectedly quiet tonight .
It seemed that everyone was home at this hour , enjoying their family Christmas dinner .
As Hendrix drove along the streets , he suddenly found himself unsure of where he could go .
Tonight , the cook at Freeman Manor had also made Christmas pie , but after eating one , Hendrix felt something was off with the taste .
He then vaguely remembered that the Christmas pie from last year had been made with a flavor personally crafted by Noelle .