The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Chapter 840

When Charles returned, he had already tamped down the anger and frustration he carried from earlier, but Noelle could still sense the lingering heaviness in his demeanor. She was chatting with Nancy, sharing amusing stories and anecdotes from her school days about friends she had known.

Nancy seemed to grow even fonder of Noelle with every conversation and asked more about her life. She clearly appreciated Noelle's personality.

Noticing Charles quietly entering the room, Nancy smiled. "You're back already?"

Noelle looked up, her eyes curving into crescents with a bright smile. "Charlie, you're home?"

"Yeah," Charles answered. At the sight of Noelle's cheerful expression, the weight on his shoulders seemed to lift entirely. The harshness he carried melted away.

He returned her smile. "What were you two talking about? You seem to be having a good time."

"We were talking about you!" Noelle grinned, standing to take his coat and fetch him a pair of slippers. "Did everything get sorted out?"

"Yeah." Charles nodded, gently ruffling Noelle's hair. "What were you saying about me?"

was just singing your praises about how wonderful you are. Honestly, it made me jealous," Noelle teased

chuckled, patting her on the shoulder. "Have you figured out

Charles toward

for you to get home so I could start cooking." "Really? You've been so good," Charles said with a warm smile. He reached out to pinch her nose, but Noelle swatted his hand

you doing? Behave yourself! Stay here with Aunt Nancy for a bit. I'll go put your things away

before watching her scamper up the stairs. As her footsteps faded, his smile dimmed, and

he?"

a slight nod. "Of course, nothing

slowly.

could already predict Maxwell's reaction.

in life. His strictness extended not only to Mateo and Henry but

having spent most of her life within the Hoffman residence, understood Maxwell's temperament

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resemble Kelly, her background alone would have been enough for Maxwell to reject her. The fact that Noelle looked

with quiet resolve, "I don't plan to do anything. Nelly is my wife. That's all there is to it. Whether the Hoffmans accept her or not doesn't concern