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.

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 before replying, "Yeah, Janet's been gone for months. She stubbornly refuses to come back to Capiton. I miss her too much, so I had to come

taken aback, not expecting Charles's usual

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

were loaded,

Even though he was ticked

you know tomorrow, Uncle. It's getting

but make a tsk-tsk sound. "Man, Charles, you're really stepping up your dame. Milo's your uncle, one of your elders. Aren't

effort he's put into setting me up with Janet?" Charles flicked his finger