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.”

Could she really have just married Charles like that? It

a simple

around, feeling the seconds stretch into hours, and started looking for her belongings. That was when she spotted her phone in Charles’s

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

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

she said. “My phone died last night. Did

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

had sensed his chill–not just with the Shaws but with his own daughter, Jade–from a young age, but she was

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

Shaws, he would storm their castle if he caught wind of the stunt Jade and the Shaw squad pulled. Noelle was

one piece, he let it slide. “Kiddo, if you ever get in a jam, you come straight to me,