The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Chapter 921

Noelle nodded with a smile. "I totally agree. Work will always be there, but childhood is just a few precious years. Kids need us grown-ups around the most during that time. Peter, you've missed three years with Brandon, and now that he's taken a shine to you, you've got to make it count!"

"Thanks!" Peter grinned, buckling Brandon into his car seat before giving Noelle a thoughtful look. "You're going to be an awesome mom someday. Charles is so lucky."

Noelle's cheeks turned pink, and she fiddled with her hair. "Well, I guess I'll sit in the back with Brandon then!"

While Peter took the wheel, Noelle kept Brandon company in the backseat. She was pleasantly surprised to discover how bright Brandon was nothing like Tania's worried impressions. Maybe Tania was just overthinking it. As she chatted with Brandon, Noelle found him utterly charming and adorable.

She shot a quick text to Charles to let him know she and Peter had taken Brandon out for a bit. Knowing Charles and Tania might worry, she made sure to promise that Brandon would be perfectly fine.

was a ghost town. "Is it empty because it's a weekday? Are all the kids stuck in school?" she wondered. It seemed eerily quiet for a

extra cautious, considering what Brandon had been through before. Brandon meant the world to him-he was his and Tania's one

caught on quickly and nodded, getting where Peter was coming from. "Alright. Let's kick off the fun

beeline for the hospital to get checked out by

Charles wound up like a spring was new to Sean, and he almost cracked a smile. However, Charles just shot him a look that could chill a room. "Did they

it. How's Brandon? Any

bill of health had

something's going

go after a kid?" Sean might not have been the nicest guy around, but he had his limits he never messed with kids. "Do you think

dark, his gaze

gave Brandon the shot yesterday is Quill Sect's top gun, and the same crew hit you and Noelle last time, Could it be a strike against the Hoffmans?" Sean was scratching his head in confusion. "But if it's the Hoffmans they're after, why