The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Charles stood up with a hint of exasperation. "I'll let you off just this once!"

He then leaned down to pick Noelle up. Confused, Noelle asked, "Charlie, what are you doing?"

"You're injured. How are you supposed to drive? Sit in the passenger seat." Charles lifted Noelle into his arms. Knowing she had made a mistake, Noelle nodded rapidly like a pecking chick, letting Charles hold her close. There was a smile spreading across her face. Charles glanced down at her. "What are you smiling about?"

"Charlie, sometimes you're so naggy, even more than my grandfathers. You're like a little old man!"

"Really?" Charles narrowed his eyes, giving her a warning look.

Noelle immediately clung to his arm, trying to flatter him. "But you're my little old man!" She reached up to smooth the frown lines on his forehead. "Charlie, don't frown so much. It doesn't look good."

As she gently stroked his forehead, she continued like a concerned old lady, "If you get old, how will you keep up with me?"

"Noelle!" Charles gritted his teeth, almost loosening his grip. Noelle quickly tightened her hold around his neck. "Charlie, don't drop me!"

Charles was so exasperated by Noelle that he did not know what to say. After settling her into the passenger seat, he walked around to the driver's side and got in. "What do you want for dinner?" "Dinner? I want stew, can we do that?" Noelle thought for a moment. "Beef stew!"

ingredients." Charles started the

Noelle reflected for a moment. "I feel like my mentor is really kind to me. Even though he's strict, I think a strict teacher produces good

mention other men in front of me, even if he is your

cute!" Noelle could not help but laugh. "I don't think anybody else

said no, so no!"

brought up the topic!" Noelle

the subject!" Charles ordered. "Talk about something

forehead. She realized that Charles was being a bit

was

car, so what about your

exasperation. "I don't have just one car, and

Noelle nodded but then noticed something.

resting on the steering wheel while the other gently tousled her messy hair.

"Not really."

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