The Cherished Wife by Chweety

The wind outside was strong, and Noelle was dressed rather lightly. When she heard Xavier's words that were carried over by the wind, she almost thought she had misheard. "You're looking for me?" Xavier nodded as he glanced at Noelle. She seemed thinner than he remembered, which made him a bit concerned. "You've lost a lot of weight."

Hearing this, Noelle frowned. "If you have something to say, just say it."

She glanced around impatiently, adding, "It's work hours."

Xavier's face stiffened slightly, his expression becoming somewhat awkward. "Noelle, do we really have to be like this?"

"And what do you suggest we do, dearest brother-in-law?" Noelle narrowed her eyes with a cold smile playing on her lips. "If you don't have anything important to say, I'll be heading back."

"Noelle!" Xavier called out and sighed slightly. "I know you're still angry with us, but what's done is done."

He regretted it deeply, but he understood that things between them could never go back to the way they were. "A few days ago, Winter mentioned that your mom arranged a marriage for you. Are you... satisfied with the person?" Noelle scoffed. "If you came here just for that, then let me make it clear-you might be married to my sister, but you have no right to meddle in my affairs!"

Her patience was wearing thin. "Is that all?"

mentioned you're working at Collosus Group now, so I came by." Xavier looked at Noelle. "I was actually worried about how you'd manage

you're saying that I'm incompetent? That without Frotconn, I wouldn't be able to find a job or survive?" Noelle's tone was laced with sarcasm as she stared

heart sank at Noelle's

up in a few days. Since this is our

as she took the invitation from Xavier and opened it.

invitation in

and Winter are really putting in the effort. It's not unheard of to throw a birthday party, but turning a birthday

to get married a second

Xavier's expression instantly

and he was growing noticeably more uncomfortable. He took the invitation back from Noelle.

aback upon seeing the wedding photo

can't be. When Winter made the invitations, there weren't any