The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Wife 92

Chapter 92

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A warmth spread through Noelle’s chest, though she tried to sound annoyed. “Really, what will people think, seeing me in here like this?”

“It’s either the cart or the hospital. Take your pick!” Charles challenged her with a choice.

Noelle’s mouth opened, but no words came out. She chose to remain silent.

Sometimes Charles could be so overbearing, Noelle thought. However, in a strange way, his assertiveness was kind of endearing.

she realized that not every guy would be so thoughtful. She bit her lip and sat still in the

weird.

let a smile creep into his eyes, a fond grin that made everyone else around wish they had someone

one hand and juggling some groceries with the other, Charles noticed Noelle giving herself a little pep talk before she finally peeked up at him. “Need

have a few things to pick up,” Charles replied, glancing down at her. Noelle, all curled up inside the cart with those big, doe eyes staring back at him, brought back memories of a fluffy Samoyed pup he used to

dog with

shift in his mood and chose

and ruffled Noelle’s hair.

away. “Look what you did to my hair!” She shot him an annoyed look; however, her irritation quickly turned

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walkway. Everyone around them stopped

one hand and pointed ahead with the other. “Charles, go faster. Head to the front–I need