Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You're A Zillionaire's Heiress - Chapter 949

Chapter 949:

🍙 🍙 🍙 🍙 🍙

“I’ll have a word with them and make sure they don’t fret over you.”

“You’ve got this!” Harlee joked, her voice laced with humor, something that had become a rarity over the past three years due to her emotional strain.

Witnessing Harlee’s light demeanor, Tonya felt a sudden surge of determination.

As long as Harlee found happiness, nothing else mattered.

At half past three in the afternoon, Harlee made her way to Noel’s clinic, right on schedule.

Draped across the sofa, she gradually found herself relaxing, shedding the initial reluctance that had clung to her.

Noel, having tended to some affairs, discovered Harlee stretched out comfortably on the sofa, her eyelids fluttering delicately over her serene face. It was evident she was feigning sleep.

Approaching with a glass of water, Noel cleared his throat softly, his voice warm and inviting as it floated to Harlee.

“What unexpected event brings you here today?” He sensed that her visit wasn’t spurred by a deterioration in her condition.

Harlee’s eyes fluttered open as she pushed herself upright on the sofa, her expression a mix of shyness and unease.

Noel could see she was wrestling with something difficult to express.

“You can share anything with me; we’re friends after all,” he reassured her, his smile tender and comforting.

Harlee nibbled on her lip, hesitating, then finally voiced her intentions for the following day.

Lㆀ$† ¢♄∆þŧëяş ¡η Ġ@lnøνêlş.¢ø₥

“Tomorrow, I plan to publicly announce my divorce, and after that, I plan to announce an engagement…”

Though usually forthright, the latter admission clearly cost her some effort.

After all, she was pulling Noel into an elaborate deception to be staged publicly.

Although it was merely a facade, acting as her counterfeit betrothed in front of the entire nation was completely uncharted territory for Noel. Wouldn’t such a proposal give anyone pause?

“Do you expect me to go along with this act?” Noel asked.

Engulfed in her own thoughts, Harlee failed to detect the joy in his voice. With an uneasy smile, she murmured, “Yes, if it proves too burdensome…”

“Not at all.”

“You’ve been my closest confidant for three years, after all…” Harlee stopped short, processing his words.

“Do you mean you agreed?”

“Absolutely. I’ve always told you that you can rely on me for anything,” Noel said firmly, his eyes shimmering with amusement. This feigned engagement was something he had secretly yearned for.

Although fabricated, he relished the idea.

His eyes softening with sincerity, he whispered reassuringly, “Don’t feel overwhelmed. It’s merely a facade and won’t weigh me down.”

Noel knew Harlee was fretting about the repercussions for him, unaware of his deeper wish that their pretend connection could somehow manifest into reality.

Harlee’s gaze, tinged with apology, quickly transformed into one of delight. She stretched out lazily, sinking back into the sofa, her eyes locking onto Noel with a playful arch of her eyebrow.

.

.

.