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.

lip and sat still in the shopping cart, twiddling her fingers. She was grateful, indeed, but she was also an adult, and being carted around by

weird.

of Noelle’s sight, Charles let a smile creep into his eyes, a fond grin that made everyone

cart with one hand and juggling some groceries with the other, Charles noticed Noelle giving herself

a lot, we still 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

moved away from Brookville, however, he could not take the dog with him, and he later found out it had

yet Noelle caught the shift in his mood and chose to stay quiet, understanding

out and

shot him an annoyed look; however, her irritation quickly turned to alarm. “Charles, what

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cart, darting across the walkway. Everyone around them stopped to watch the two grown–ups acting

edge of the cart with one hand and pointed ahead with the other. “Charles, go faster. Head to the front–I need to get my face