Time-Limited Love: A Contract Expired, Not Renewed novel Chapter 310

Tch.

The sound grated on Zinnia’s nerves the moment she heard it.

She looked up to see Noelle striding across the quad, bundled in a snow-white, fur-trimmed wool coat with a matching turtleneck and a figure-hugging skirt. The look was completed with fluffy white boots—soft, pristine, and almost impossibly innocent.

Anyone who didn’t know her would be instantly drawn in by the delicate persona Noelle crafted—someone who seemed to beg for protection, the sort you’d want to shield from the world. People would instinctively want to take her side.

So it was no surprise that Noelle chose to parade around Veridian University in this getup, seeking Zinnia out in the middle of campus for all to see. She clearly wanted an audience.

“Zinnia, I didn’t know where you lived, but I heard from your hospital colleagues that you’re teaching here now. That’s why I’ve been waiting since dawn just to see you,” Noelle said, voice trembling as she spoke.

Her nose was red from the cold, tinged pink against her white outfit. Coupled with her pitiful tone, she played the damsel in distress to perfection. If Zinnia hadn’t known better, even she might have felt a pang of sympathy.

“Do you need something from me?” Zinnia didn’t walk away. If Noelle wanted a crowd, she’d give her one.

“Are you here to beg me about your mother getting arrested for abusing Dapper?” Zinnia deliberately raised her voice, exposing Noelle’s connection for everyone to hear.

As soon as Zinnia finished speaking, students passing by slowed down, curiosity piqued as they stared at Noelle.

“Wait, isn’t that the influencer who tried to steal Zinnia’s husband but failed?”

“That’s definitely her! Like framing Zinnia before wasn’t enough, now she’s back for more?”

“She’s the classic fake angel—dressed up cute just to twist the facts and smear Zinnia again?”

The “snow bunny” look was meant to win sympathy, to sway the naive students and push Zinnia out of social circles with a few cleverly twisted words. But before Noelle could speak, Zinnia had already flipped the script, leaving her carefully rehearsed lines useless.

Noelle bit back her frustration, but managed to keep her innocent façade intact.

“Zinnia, I know what my mom did was unforgivable. I—I’m ashamed to even ask you for anything.” As she spoke, a single, perfectly-timed tear slipped down her cheek.

Zinnia had to admit, Noelle could cry beautifully. If she were Landon, even she might find it hard to stay angry at her. Any melodrama director would cast her on the spot.

“So why are you here now?” Zinnia asked.

Noelle sniffled and stepped closer, her eyes pleading. “Two nights ago, I saw you go into a hotel with another man. I knew Landon was looking for you that night, so… I sent him the photos I took of you.”