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,

as difficult to get along with as they make me out to be.” Charles chuckled. “Please come

a different car today. It was a car that did not attract a lot of attention,

into the driver’s seat, where he buckled his seat belt

“Wanderlust Street. Thank you!”

and drummed his slender fingers against the steering wheel. “Is it

side–eyed look. Charles smiled slightly and rested his

Noelle. Her

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had ever had. It

been back there, though. I wonder how the

mater, Mr. Hoffman?” Noelle was

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

everyone’s attention no matter where he went so he probably did

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