The Cherished Wife

Chapter 14

“Ms. Shaw, don’t fight it. If you can’t avoid something, then just try to enjoy it. Makes sense, right?” Charles’s gaze held a hint of mystery as he spoke. Noe bit her lip, her fight fading. away.

When Charles felt Noelle’s resistance ease up, he let go of her hand. “Hop in, Ms. Shaw.”

Noelle shot Charles a reluctant look but followed him into the car anyway. Charles flashed a grin. “Buckle up!”

Noelle had barely settled into the car seat when she rattled off her address to Charles, then. clammed up, only piping up to correct his driving once or twice. Charles was not clueless and picked up on Noelle’s cold shoulder. Pulling up to her place, he shot her a look. “Remember what I said before? The offer is still valid, Ms. Shaw. Call me if you’re thinking about it again.”

Noelle bit her lip, “Look at you, Mr. Hoffman. You’re successful, loaded, and the town’s most eligible bachelor. You could snap your fingers and have the ladies of Brookville lining up from here to kingdom come. Why bother with plain old me?”

it all wrong, Charles tapped a steady beat on the steering wheel, then clicked the doors open. “We’ve arrived, so I’ll get

knew when to push and when to back off, as patient as a cat with

hard no from me. I just clawed my way out of a mess, and I’m not about

when you haven’t even given it a shot?” Charles’s smile was easy. “But it’s late

car door shut and watched Charles’s sleek Cayenne fade into the distance. She held her breath, her face a mask of calm, until she

sharp pang squeezed Noelle’s chest, her face draining

she hardly noticed. She stared straight ahead,

had spotted Noelle the moment she stepped out of that black Cayenne, and he had not taken his eyes

awkwardness between them after what had happened and even thought she might resent him. He had not expected her to move on to another guy