The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Charles glanced up, cracking his knuckles. "Out with it!"

Sean shrank back a little and gulped. "Cody's here."

Charles scrunched his eyebrows. "What does he want?"

"He wants my help!" Sean blurted out. "Don't you remember? He saved Liliana's life a few years back. It's smart of him to come to me. Why would he ask me, though? Liliana's your sister, not mine." "Get to the point!" Charles demanded, his voice sharp.

"The point is, Cody wants me to help him out. He doesn't just want me to heal Annie, but also to smooth things over. That guy has no clue who's behind The Majestic Lounge. He thinks by getting to me, he can get to you, and you can talk to the big boss of The Majestic Lounge for him."

Charles's eyebrows drew together, a shadow flickering in his deep eyes. "Did you really agree to it?" he asked.

"Of course. I hate being in debt to anyone," Sean replied. Just then, he caught Charles's fierce glare and quickly put up his hands, saying, "I only said I'd help, not that it's a sure thing, right?" Then he added, "Hey, is our little sister-in-law awake?"

fading for a moment. He shot Sean a warning look, turned around with a smile that did not quite reach his

squinted, turning to look for her, but Sean had

around him. He waited by the door until he felt calmer, then pushed it open and went back

his hands in his white coat pockets. A few nurses greeted him, and

his assistant to bring

really!" Cody replied, trying to sound confident

Cody took a few deep breaths

to I remind you of a promise

let out

straight to the point.