The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Wife 78

Chapter 78

Noelle was truly taken aback by Xavier’s behavior. It was obviously him and Winter who wronged her, but somehow, she had been twisted into the one to blame.

Noelle shot Xavier a withering look. “I’m going to act like today never happened. I won’t tell a soul, but don’t pull this again, okay?” She tossed these words over her shoulder as she breezed past him and out

the door.

Xavier’s gaze lingered on Noelle’s fading silhouette. The sweet scent that lingered when he had held her earlier left him momentarily lost in thought. Noelle always smelled amazing. Back when things were good between them, he would hold her hand, and they would walk for hours on end together.

His hands balled into fists, his eyes reddening with intensity.

Noelle was his. She had to be his. Even if his feelings had changed, she was meant to be with him and only him!

She dropped her bag and made a beeline for the bathroom, scrubbing her hands until they were raw and pale. Only after that did she let out

memories of their time together still

her teenage dream. Even before they dated, she would always be running around with him. He was a few years older, and she would often see him as the boy in white, strolling

high building after

did not even know what it meant to have a crush, but just seeing him was enough to fill her

the blue, he saved her one day, and they struck up a friendship. That was before

THE

the Shaw family had given her the cold shoulder, Xavier was her beacon of warmth. On her eighteenth birthday, he was the one who

felt a sting in her eyes as memories flashed by in a blur. She clung to the past, but the boy she remembered had

the restroom, Noelle caught snippets of a conversation. “Did you hear? Someone spotted Noelle rolling up to work in

You’re all making a mountain out of a molehill!” The first person’s voice dripped with envy. “You’re all hung

is that it’s tricked out. Who else but someone loaded would have that on

It