The Cherished Wife by Chweety

"Charles, don't you think you're a bit on edge?" It was not just Sean. Even Noelle thought Charles might be taking things too far.

Before long, Charles's phone buzzed to life. He glanced at the caller ID, a smirk playing on his lips, and shook the phone in front of Sean and Noelle. "Talk about perfect timing." Charles swiped to answer the call. "Hello!"

"Charles, it's me, your uncle!"

"I know," Charles said with a half-smile. "What's up, Uncle? What's got you calling me out of the blue today?"

"Have you got some time tomorrow? Let's catch up! It's been ages since we last hung out, right?" Milo's voice was firm and commanding, even over the phone.

narrowed slightly as he subtly gestured for Sean and Noelle to keep it down. He shifted to a more comfortable spot, lounging back with his phone in one hand while casually holding Noelle's hand in the other, his fingers playing with hers absentmindedly. "You're in Brookville, Uncle?" Charles asked, his voice giving nothing away. On the other end, Milo tensed up

Charles's usual calm to

you tomorrow. It's been what, three years since that whole ordeal? It's been

were

stock in his uncle Milo's feelings. Poor Milo could not even muster a comeback. Even though he was ticked off and on the losing end, he was left speechless. "Alright then, let's do it tomorrow morning. I'll be

you know

a tsk-tsk sound. "Man, Charles, you're really stepping up your dame.

you really think he'd risk a fallout with me now, after all the effort he's put into setting me up with Janet?" Charles flicked his finger dismissively. "Show's over, buddy. Time