From His Invisible Wife to the World's Icon novel Chapter 149

She let out a self-deprecating laugh.

How could it possibly have been Xavier?

He disliked her; how could he have kissed her? With his aloof and detached personality, cold as a high-hanging moon, how could he be so gentle?

Gable helped her into bed. "Miss, rest a bit before washing up."

"Don't drink so much next time. It takes a toll on your body."

"I made some bird's nest soup. I'll dish some out to cool down, and you can have a little later."

Hearing Gable's reminders, Lydia nodded. She took her phone from her purse and called Joanna.

After two rings, it connected.

"Joanna, I'm sorry. I left without waiting for you."

"Did you leave too after you saw me leave?"

Lydia smiled. "I saw Jordan and Daniel walking in together today, and it gave me a scare..."

"Lydia, hold on... let's talk later... mhm..."

At that moment, inside a Cullinan parked by the dimly lit road, the fiery temperature was steadily rising, the atmosphere thick with intimacy.

The reclined passenger seat bore the weight of a man and a woman, riding out the waves of their passion.

Half an hour later, Joanna was so exhausted she couldn't move a single finger, yet the man on top of her was still trailing his hands over her.

She poked his sturdy shoulder, her breathing faint. "That's enough..."

The man lifted his head, revealing a handsome face, his dark eyes flashing with a hint of amusement. "Ms. Quinn, you're the one who started this game, so you don't get to call it quits just like that."

"I haven't had my fill yet."

Despite his words, he didn't make any overly aggressive moves. His voice, heavy with lust, brushed past her warm cheek as he playfully gathered a lock of her long hair and traced it lightly over her pale chest.

Joanna's face flushed hotly. She pulled her dress over herself to cover up, her eyes clouded with gloom.

After the tide of passion receded, her heart felt even emptier.

Rushing to the hotel earlier, she had seen Lydia nearly hit by a sports car. She slammed on her brakes in terror and was about to throw her door open when she saw Xavier pull Lydia up in one swift motion.

Someone recognized him, so he swept Lydia into his arms and walked away. He effortlessly held Lydia with one arm while carrying her purse in his other hand, his tall figure leaving decisively, radiating an overwhelming sense of protection.

Watching their retreating backs, her eyes grew hot. She was about to drive away when she suddenly saw Frederick emerge, striding in the direction Lydia and Xavier had gone.

If he caught them, even if there was nothing going on between them... she didn't dare imagine the horrific reputation Lydia would be saddled with after her divorce.

She yelled out a few times, drawing Frederick's attention. By the time he turned back and saw Xavier's motorcade leaving, she drove off.

She drove to a bar in a daze, ordered every drink on the menu, and collapsed into Sebastian's arms in a drunken stupor.

She had no idea why Xavier kept approaching Lydia.

Did he like her?

If he liked her, he should just steal her away!

Or did he not like her?

But he had never treated any other woman so specially.

They would never have a future together. She just needed to wait quietly, wait for the opportunity that belonged to her.

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