Chapter 897

When Noelle heard Cedric say that, if it weren't for the look on his face, she might've really believed he was just asking out of concern about her schedule. But for once, she caught on quickly. "I have class," she said matter-of-factly, then went straight to the kitchen to grab a glass of water—her throat felt uncomfortably dry. Noelle stood by the fridge when a warm, solid chest pressed against her back, and strong arms wrapped around her waist. She nearly choked on her water. After she finished drinking, she turned around cautiously, eyeing Cedric. "Do you want water too?" Cedric didn't answer. Instead, he leaned down and took a sip directly from her glass. Noelle glanced up at him—he really was handsome. From the side, his sharp features looked almost unreal. He drank slowly, looking effortlessly attractive without even trying. When Cedric pulled back, a drop of water lingered on his lips, and he just stared at her. Noelle instinctively wanted to wipe it away, but before she