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.”

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

bedroom. Earlier, she had noticed that his house was tastefully decorated, with a simple yet

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

bunch of missed calls. Most were from Xavier, but there were also a few from her grandfathers,

dialed her Grandpa Sebastian’s

she said. “My phone died last

Samuel’s place yesterday? He rang me up in the dead of night, worried sick, asking if I had any

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

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

Shaws, he would storm their castle if he caught wind of the stunt Jade and the Shaw squad pulled. Noelle was not about to spark a family feud. Her granddad was

he let it slide. “Kiddo, if