The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Wife 55

Chapter 55

Meanwhile, Ronald escorted two colleagues away when a sudden chill crept over him, a gut feeling that something was off. “Seriously? Mr. Hoffman can’t be that ruthless, can he?”

Noelle listened as Charles did something he hardly ever did: he admitted he was wrong. She had to admit that part of the blame was on her for not being more alert. She glanced down at how close she and Charles were standing and felt her cheeks heat up again.

She gently pushed away Charles’s hand and turned her head to hide her flushed face. “Where are my clothes?”

Charles narrowed his eyes, feeling the loss of warmth from his hand, and looked away. “Head upstairs

first.”

“Okay.”

just married Charles like that? It all had happened so fast that

tastefully decorated, with a simple yet sophisticated style that did not quite match the over–the–top luxury she expected from the homes

stretch into hours, and started looking for her belongings. That was when she spotted her phone in Charles’s room. She grabbed it in a hurry and saw it

a bunch of missed calls. Most were from Xavier, but

Grandpa Sebastian’s number

it’s me, Noelle!” she said. “My phone died last night. Did you need

tossed and turned all night. With Noelle’s voice finally reaching his ears, he felt a wave of relief wash over him. “Weren’t you at Samuel’s place yesterday? He rang me up in the dead of night, worried sick, asking if I had any clue where you were. That’s when it hit me that something was off. Noelle, you

Shaw clan. Noelle had sensed his chill–not just with the Shaws but with his own daughter, Jade–from a young age,

so after we celebrated granddad’s big day, I headed home. My phone just died, so I missed

fiery streak and his existing beef with the Shaws, he would storm their castle if he caught wind of the stunt Jade and the Shaw squad

was skeptical, but seeing Noelle in one piece, he let it slide. “Kiddo, if you ever get in a jam, you come straight to me, okay? I’ll set things