Layla's POV

He had his aura of calmness.

It was cold but calm.

Not like someone who just discovered that they had been cheated.

But then again, it was impossible to tell what was going on in Noah's head.

"Hey," I said after finding my voice. Noah's presence always had a way of making me speechless. "A maid told me you wanted to see me."

"I did." Noah's voice sounded in my ears. Then ever so slowly, he turned to face me.

My breathing hitched.

How could a person be this good-looking?

It was as though he never aged because he looked exactly the way he did the first time...