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?"

word about you. She was just singing

"Have you figured out what we're having

tugging Charles toward the couch. "Come sit down.

bought everything we needed for dinner. I was just waiting for you

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

Charles agreed with a chuckle before watching her scamper up the stairs. As her footsteps faded, his smile dimmed, and he turned his gaze

he?" Nancy asked

slight nod. "Of course, nothing

her head slowly. "So,

Nancy could already predict Maxwell's reaction. Maxwell

strictness extended not only

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

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Noelle looked so much ike Kelly only made things

anything. Nelly is my wife. That's all there is