The Cherished Wife

Chapter 25

Noelle only realized she had walked right into a trap as she left the shop. She was here to buy a present, so how had she ended up buying Charles dinner? Besides, the present was not even in her possession yet!

“What are you thinking about?”

Charles, who was walking in front of her, paused in his tracks when he realized the woman behind him seemed distracted.

His abrupt stop caught Noelle by surprise, and she nearly walked right into him. Still reeling from her shock, she shook her head and asked, “Where would you like to have dinner, Mr. Hoffman?”

Charles narrowed his eyes, a hint of a smile tugging on his lips as he gazed at Noelle. “Since you’ll be buying me dinner, you get to decide where we eat, Ms. Shaw.”

Noelle hesitated, “Alright, as long as you’re okay with it.”

She and Charles Hoffman came from different worlds. He had been born into a rich and noble family, so he must always have had access to high–quality food and clothing. However, she was different. Although she had been born into the Shaw family, no one had ever treated her as an heiress to the Shaw family. Noelle had started fending for herself when she was a young child and had led a life

no different from any ordinary middle–class kid.

There were massive differences between her and Charles, so her first thought after hearing his suggestion was that he had gone mad,

not as difficult to get along with as they make me out to be.” Charles

attention, and Noelle only hesitated briefly before getting into the car when Charles opened the passenger side door for

the driver’s seat, where he buckled his seat belt and turned to

“Wanderlust Street. Thank you!”

the navigation system and drummed his slender fingers against the steering wheel. “Is it nearby Vista

gave him a side–eyed look. Charles smiled slightly and rested his chin on one hand as he said, “Have

Her grandfather

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had. It looked

there, though.

Mr. Hoffman?” Noelle was extremely sentimental. Her attachments extended

the campus several times a year. Whenever she visited, she would also have a meal at the snack bars near the university to reminisce about

that he probably attracted everyone’s attention no matter where he went so he probably

changed ever so slightly. “Yes, I was too preoccupied with work! Besides, I’m not one to get caught up in the past,” he