Chapter 1223
Now that Julian was worried, Noel couldn't rest well either, even at this late hour.
Cecilia asked, "You were born for Julian? If so, what about me?”
Why was he such a devoted servant to Julian? And why did a wealthy heiress like her fall for such a humble servant?
Cecilia held his hand. They were hiding beneath her courtyard wall, and she was unwilling to let him leave. She
didn't want Noel to be preoccupied with Julian while they were together; she wanted him to think about her.
Alas, Noel was a man of few words.
He looked at Cecilia. Then, he thought about Sue’s attitude and his own inability to marry Cecilia to this day.
He abruptly pushed Cecilia's hand away. ' Ms. Jarvis, please have some self-respect."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCecilia was nearly livid when she heard this.
She had worked so hard to avoid her mother and the house staff, sneaking out like a thief just to spend more time
with Noel. However, he became completely detached after he answered Julian's phone call.
He told her to behave with self-respect, even going so far as not allowing her to hold his hand.
Was this how love was supposed to be?
Cecilia had consulted several people around her, and none of them mentioned that a woman should be reserved
during the dating phase.
They all said that love should be allowed to burn passionately.
She had thrown caution to the wind, just to be happy with him. How could holding hands be considered a lack of
self- respect?
Noel probably had some hidden reasons. He was always one who thought too much, and had a strong sense of
modesty. Perhaps his self-esteem had been hurt.
As much as Cecilia wanted to get angry, she couldn't. After all, she had worked so hard to get him as her boyfriend.
Initially, he couldn't believe that she liked him. He might appear bold, but in reality, he was quite timid.
Just as she and Diana had discussed, if Cecilia couldn't take the initiative, Noel wouldn't dare to hold her hand even
if a hundred years had passed.
Only in a good mood could Cecilia take the opportunity to hold his hand, causing him to push his boundaries a little.
So long had passed, and they hadn't even kissed yet!
Cecilia looked at Noel's handsome face, and thought about how seriously he had answered Julian's phone call. She
couldn't help but find it amusing. How could there be someone in this world like him, who took every word to heart?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCecilia had asked him this question. Noel had explained that if he received a salary, he needed to give back an
equal amount in return.
What seemed like a monetary transaction revealed Noel's honest and reliable qualities-he often overlooked his own
strengths while magnifying others’.
Sometimes, when he looked at her, he would suddenly praise her kindness.
Cecilia asked him, "How am I kind?"
Noel stumbled over his words, unable to explain. The man was clumsy, adorable, and a bit vexing at times. Plus, he
never treated her as someone who with a mental illness.
Noel was an excellent man.
"Noel," Cecilia said, seeing him furrow his brows in the moonlight.
She knew his thoughts had likely returned to the tasks Julian had given him, and wanted to redirect his attention.
Under the moonlight, she hugged her arms tightly and said, "What's going on? I'm feeling a bit cold."
Noel instantly chuckled. "Well, that's great."
He adjusted the zipper on his clothes, saying, "I'm wearing one more layer than you, so I'm not cold."