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.”

were a tangled mess. Could she really have just married Charles like that? It all had

simple yet sophisticated style that did not quite match the over–the–top luxury she

feeling the seconds stretch into hours, and started looking for her belongings. That was when she

bunch of missed calls. Most were from Xavier, but there were also

dialed her Grandpa Sebastian’s number first. He picked up

she said. “My phone died last

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 have to tell

had always been frosty toward the Shaw clan. Noelle had sensed his chill–not just with the Shaws but with his own daughter, Jade–from

a rough night, so after we

it over but kept last night’s drama from Sebastian. Knowing his 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 pulled. Noelle

it slide. “Kiddo, if you ever get in a jam, you come