Novels by Noona An

Elena knocked on the door several times until Sam finally emerged. He was clad in shorts and a black t-shirt. He walked ahead of her, inviting her to sit in the living room. "I think Hans already knows," Elena said, watching Sam arrive with two drinks in his hands. He was truly diligent. Every time Elena arrived, he would offer her drinks and snacks. It seemed he couldn't chat without them. "Did you know it was a woman who hurt Aria?" Sam asked, to which Elena nodded. In fact, Elena and Sam had known from the start that it was a woman who hit Aria that day. That's why when Hans accused Jayden of hurting Aria, Elena opposed it. Sam was hiding a big secret. While Sam might be known as a handsome and friendly doctor, he was also a skilled hacker. In fact, Elena only found out a while ago when she came to tell Sam that the police were having trouble tracking down who hurt Aria. Rather than a doctor, Sam would actually be more suited to working as a detective. Elena initially thought

Elena didn't actually leave the hospital. Her body was still shaking from Hans's words. It took Elena a moment to calm herself. She sat down on a waiting chair in the hospital corridor. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly."Oh my God! What should I do?" Elena muttered in frustration, pulling at her long hair.Jayden's words from that night flashed back into Elena's mind."Then help me get revenge on Hans and Aria."Those words suddenly made Elena, who had been so comfortable in Jayden's embrace, look up."What do you mean, Jay?" Elena asked.Jayden took a deep breath before answering. "Hans is the one who broke me, Elena. I can't stand by and watch him be happy with Aria while I suffer. And I don't want you to suffer with me."Elena slowly released her embrace. She then got up to put her clothes back on. Afterward, she sat on the edge of the bed with her back to Jayden."I'm sorry, Jayden. But I can't do this," Elena declined gently but firmly.Jayden also got up from the bed

Elena walked leisurely, carrying a basket of fruit in her arms. Her face looked more radiant than usual. Of course, because she was in a happy mood. Elena slowly opened the door to Aria's hospital. It had been a while since Elena could visit again. Honestly, Elena missed Aria. She always asked Anne about her condition. Elena was truly grateful because, according to Anne, Aria's condition was gradually improving. "Good morning!" she greeted Aria's parents. "Morning, Elena," Anne replied with a small smile. Andrew only responded by blinking a few times. The woman in the dress placed the fruit she was carrying on the table. Then she approached Aria, who was still faithfully closing her eyes. Elena's radiant gaze suddenly turned sad. Although Elena had tried to restrain herself, seeing Aria's condition directly like this made her waver. "Hi, Aria. Sorry I haven't been able to come back late," Elena said, adjusting Aria's blanket. "How are you today?" It sounded like a stupid que

"Jayden? Is that you?" Elena asked in a very low voice. She was afraid and worried that someone would hear her say her husband's name."Yes, honey. It's me." It wasn't appropriate for Jayden to call Elena that after what he had done to her."Oh my God, Jayden!" A sob came from the other end of the phone. It was something Jayden hadn't expected."Hey! Why are you crying? Don't cry, honey," Jayden said, worried and coaxing. Although he couldn't deny that he was happy that Elena was still worried about him. She hadn't said it directly, but the tears were more than enough proof.Elena calmed down a little, though still sobbing occasionally. "Where are you? I want to see you."At first, Jayden thought Elena was joking when she said she wanted to see him. But the woman now standing before him was truly Elena. The woman he missed so much.Perhaps Jayden truly missed Elena, but remembering the last time he'd cursed and even hit his wife made his hands tremble. He stepped back from Elena."Jay

Elena accelerated as she entered the remote area. Fortunately, despite the remoteness, the roads were still in good condition. She didn't want to be there when it was getting dark. The quiet and desolate atmosphere made her a little afraid to drive through at night. The reason she hadn't gone to the hospital to see Aria was because she always came there. A place she'd only just learned about a few days ago. Upon arrival, Elena looked around after getting out of the car. She seemed worried that someone might be following her. With slightly hurried steps, Elena quickly entered the alley. It took several turns before she reached a house. Elena knocked four times before entering. Once inside, Elena quickly locked the door. Finally, she could breathe a sigh of relief. However, her relief was quickly replaced by annoyance when she saw the mess in the house. Disposable plates and cups piled in the corner, and let's not forget the few items of clothing scattered haphazardly, nearly filling

"It was very difficult to find him because the perpetrator used a car with tinted windows, making it difficult for the police to see his face on CCTV. Furthermore, when we found the car, it turned out to be a rental. Even worse, the renter used someone else's ID," Thomas explained, making Hans groan softly. "So what about the car's dashboard camera?" Hans asked then. "Unfortunately, the car wasn't equipped with a dashboard camera. It looks like the perpetrator deliberately removed it," Thomas replied in a weary tone. Hans, dissatisfied with his father's answer, was immediately irritated. "I'm sure Jayden did all this!" he said with conviction. Who else could it be, right? Only Jayden had the most plausible motive to do something so heinous. Hans swore that if he ever found the man, he would kill him immediately. "Impossible!" Elena's denial made Hans stare sharply at her. "Why is it impossible, huh?" Elena swallowed hard, facing Hans's sharp, domineering gaze. Fear sudde

That was like a green light for Paul to continue. He reconnected their lips. Paul guided Grace's arms around his neck before lifting her up and carrying her into the bedroom. Paul laid Grace on the bed. The slightly dark room, as Grace had only turned on the nightlight, added to the romantic atmosphere. Paul looked around Grace's room. He smiled faintly. "Does Uncle like it?" Grace asked about the room. He nodded. "Yes. Uncle likes you," Paul said, looking at Grace with a teasing gaze that immediately made her feel uncomfortable. "That's not what I meant," Grace said, not realizing her tone was whining. Unexpectedly, Paul leaned in, almost crushing her. They stared at each other for a moment, lost in each other's gaze. Grace's hand reached out to stroke his cheek, which was covered in slightly rough hair. Their faces grew closer until they finally closed the distance with a gentle, undemanding kiss. Paul devoured Grace's sweet lips. Not wanting to be outdone, Grace moved h

Grace smiled slightly and shrugged. "Maybe it's because I'm too stressed about my wedding," she sighed. "Honestly, I'm really nervous." Yogie's reaction was simple, with a soft chuckle. "I guess everyone who's getting married experiences the same thing," he commented. "I guess so," Grace chimed in with a chuckle. Shortly, their food arrived. Grace's eyes lit up at the sight of the mouth-watering food. The two of them began to eat their meals. Occasional chatter could be heard during their lunch. Prang!!! Everyone in the cafe turned toward the source of the sound, including Grace and Yogie. "Excuse me!" exclaimed a waitress who had accidentally knocked over a customer's drink. "Hey! Can you even work?!" the slightly overweight customer yelled, pushing the waitress's shoulder, who could only look down. "Look! My bag's wet because of you!" she angrily stared at her red bag where the drink had splashed. "I'm so sorry, ma'am." The waitress apologized again, bowing. "Do you think

A hard slap landed squarely on Grace's left cheek. "I did that to make you realize it. Not to act rashly like you did now. But it seems you'll never change," Cindy angrily pointed at the child she'd once conceived. "Haven't you ever thought about what people will say when they find out you're marrying a man much older than you? They'll mock you, insult you, Grace! Have you never thought about that?" "No!" Grace screamed loudly, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Why should I think about what they'll say? Will they even think about my happiness?" Grace asked, staring intently at her mother. "No, Mom. Because I'm the only one who has to think about my own happiness." The atmosphere between mother and daughter grew tense. This was especially true when Grace walked toward Cindy, closing the distance between them by only a few centimeters. "Because even the people closest to me never think about me at all," Grace said, obviously addressing Cindy. The woman then turned away, leaving Ci

"Oh, hi, Grace! You're awake, I see," he said, glancing at her briefly before returning his attention to the food in front of him. "Yes," Grace replied briefly, then sat down at the dining table, continuing to stare at Yogie, who looked so skilled at cooking. Honestly, Yogie looked absolutely stunning when he cooked, and Grace loved watching him. "You were the one who drove me last night?" Grace asked then. "Who else could it be? Huh... you sometimes forget how much you can drink when you've had a drink." As usual, Yogie would grumble like an older brother. And instead of being annoyed, Grace actually liked it when he scolded her. It was a sign of concern for her. "I'm sorry I bothered you," Grace said, feigning an apologetic expression when she was actually teasing him. "Next time, I'll let you fall asleep in the restaurant." "Really? Are you that cruel to me?" "No." "I knew it." Yogie then placed two bowls of soup on the table, part of their breakfast menu for today. "Eat

Grace's cheeks immediately felt hot at the man's words. She had to look down to hide the blush that was surely spreading across her cheeks."Should I?" And for some reason, Grace asked that. Perhaps she was so nervous she didn't know how to respond.Paul reached for Grace's hand to hold it."Of course, honey. Isn't that what every newlywed couple has to do?" Paul asked a question that made Grace even more uncomfortable.Gosh! This man really wants to make all my dreams of a perfect wedding come true.Grace was so happy she couldn't help but hug Paul's arm, clinging to his strong arms."Thank you, Uncle," Grace said softly."You're welcome, honey," Paul replied, kissing the top of Grace's head as it rested on his shoulder.It wasn't long before they arrived in front of Grace's apartment building.Paul got out first and opened the door for Grace."Yogie?" Grace called out, seeing Yogie standing leaning against the wall. The man waved at her."Then I'll go in first, Uncle," Grace said.B

Their discussion was over for the day. Grace planned to return to the apartment Carson had shared while in Alatha a few months ago. They were just about to get into the car when someone called out to Grace. "Grace!" The woman immediately turned to see who had called her. "Yogie!" Grace was quite surprised to see Yogie there. She immediately approached the cane-wielding man to help him walk. "I'll wait in the car!" Paul shouted, getting in first, allowing Grace to talk to Yogie. And here they were, sitting on a wooden bench on the sidewalk. "Thank goodness you're better," Grace said, pleased to see Yogie no longer lying in a hospital bed. "Yes. I'm grateful for that too," Yogie replied, slightly awkwardly. "Oh yeah, about my behavior a few weeks ago..." Yogie turned to Grace. "I'm sorry, Grace." It turned out Paul was right. Yogie would definitely come to Grace and apologize. Grace smiled broadly and hugged Yogie. "I'm sorry too for not visiting anymore," Grace said in Yogie'