The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Charles and Noelle had a bit of a routine when it came to getting to the office they would take turns to come in. Charles could not sway Noelle, so they ended up coming to work separately, much to his annoyance. However, Noelle was tough as nails, and Charles, eager

for a peaceful night's sleep in the master bedroom, caved in.

While Charles zipped up to the twenty-seventh floor through a less-traveled route, Noelle strode through the main entrance and bumped into Ronald. Ronald gave her a curious once-over, and as they stepped into the elevator, he shot her a couple of extra glances. Noelle just flashed a small, knowing smile and gave a nod. "Mr. Wells, got something on your mind?"

"Ms. Shaw, you're alone today?" Ronald's voice was low, mindful of the audience they had. Noelle chuckled. "What, I can't come to work on her own? Do I need an escort or something?"

Ronald caught on quickly and nodded with a smirk. "Point taken."

"This is me." Noelle gestured to her floor. "Catch up soon!"

Ronald watched her go, nodding to himself in silent agreement.

about this big shot who had been dropped in from above, and since it seemed Charles was

she was

Her world was tiny there. Becky, the head honcho of the Secretaries, called

tried to stand up to Becky a few times, but it was like talking to a brick wall. Becky

did not dare

Instead, she followed Clarisse's

today, getting anywhere near Charles's office, let alone

a latte or a nicely wrapped present. Despite Janet's attempts-drinks, gifts, you name

"Aunt Clary, why

you betray him once, you're out for good. Kelly made a fool of him, and there's no way he's holding a torch for her after all that. If he were, he would not have stayed single all

reassuring pat. "Hang in there for a bit longer, okay? Charles