"You're getting married?" Noah's gaze hardened. "You were in my arms just a few days ago, refusing to get up. Yet, now you're telling me that you're getting married? Do you seriously think I'd buy a story like that, Bethany?"
He was well aware of how much Bethany liked him. If she didn't, she would never have agreed to stay in a clandestine relationship with him for three years.
He figured that she was only saying this because she was jealous and trying to get a reaction out of him.
Bethany curled her lips coldly. "If you don't believe me, I can show you my marriage certificate."
His gaze darkened, but before he could respond, a pleasant voice sounded from outside the door. "I made some desserts for you, Noah!"
Ella froze for a moment when she saw Bethany. Then, she beamed. "You're here as well, Beth! Are you discussing work with Noah?"
Bethany sneered, "Nope. I'll leave you two to it. We're done here. I'll take my leave then, Mr. Vazquez."
Noah pressed his lips together, his expression unreadable. He still wanted to say something, but with Ella there, he couldn't bring himself to pop the question. After all, he didn't want anyone to know about his relationship with Bethany.
Ella called after her, "Mom said you haven't been home in a while, Beth. Why don't you come back tonight for dinner? Mom and Leo miss you."
Then, she turned to look at Noah bashfully. "My father asked you to come over tonight to discuss our marriage, Noah. You're free, right?"
Noah's low, magnetic voice sounded cheerful as it rang out from behind Bethany. "I always have time for you, Ella."
Right after saying that, he took a quick look at the pale curve of Bethany's neck in front of him.
Bethany swallowed the lump in her throat. "I won't be joining your family dinner." With that, she opened the door and walked out.
Ella smirked, but when she looked up, she noticed Noah staring intently at the already closed door. "Noah?"
He snapped back to reality when he heard that. "Yeah?"
"Hurry up and have a bite of the dessert I made, Noah!"
Noah had never cared much for sweets. However, when he met her hopeful eyes, he couldn't bring himself to refuse.
Thus, he took a small bite of the strawberry on top. "It's really good, Ella."
"Really? In that case, I'll make you something else next time!" she chirped before asking, "What were you and Beth talking about just now, Noah?"
"Nothing much; just work. Let's not talk about her."
Ella wasn't deaf. Before she came in, she was fairly sure she had heard something about a marriage.
Who was getting married? Was it Bethany?
…
Before long, Ella went home.
Diana greeted her with a smile. "You're back, Ella. Tina, bring out the royal jelly for her!"
Unlike how she treated Bethany, Diana was always warm and attentive toward her stepdaughter. After marrying into the Reid residence for nearly 20 years, she had truly treated her husband's child from his previous marriage as her own.
Ella, on the other hand, felt lukewarm toward Diana. Still, just to spite Bethany, she was more than willing to play the role of a close, loving mother and daughter.
"Noah's coming over tonight to discuss our marriage, Mom. Don't forget to have Tina prepare more good food!"
"I know. I already told them to get ready." Diana was all smiles as she pulled Ella to sit down. "Ella, now that you're back, don't you think Bellecourt is a little dated? Your father and I were thinking of getting you a bigger place to use as your piano studio."


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