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!

wave of nausea at the memory of Xavier’s embrace. 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 a heavy

of their time together still had the power to

was a few years older, and

high building

to have a crush, but

a friendship. That was before Winter came along and turned everything upside down, back when everything seemed

THE

shoulder, Xavier was her beacon of warmth. On her eighteenth birthday, he was the one who stuck by her side and the first to

clung to the

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

just a Ferrari. You’re all making a mountain out of a molehill!” The first person’s voice

and word is that it’s tricked out. Who else but someone

Noelle’s? It could be some