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.”

mess. Could she really have just married Charles like that? It all had happened so fast that it still felt like a dream to

way to Charles’s bedroom. Earlier, she had noticed that his house was tastefully decorated, with a simple yet sophisticated style that did not quite match the over–the–top luxury she expected from the homes of the

was when she spotted her phone in Charles’s room. She grabbed it in a hurry and saw it

quickly and was bombarded with a bunch of missed calls. Most were from Xavier, but there

Grandpa Sebastian’s number first. He picked up almost

said. “My phone died last night. Did

been?” Sebastian had 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

with the Shaws but with his own daughter, Jade–from a young age, but she was clueless about

“Grandpa, don’t worry. I’m all good. I just had a rough night, so after we celebrated

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

if you ever get in a jam,