The Cherished Wife

Chapter 55

Chapter 55

Meanwhile, Ronald escorted two colleagues away when a sudden chill crept over him, a gut feeling that something was off. “Seriously? Mr. Hoffman can’t be that ruthless, can he?”

Noelle listened as Charles did something he hardly ever did: he admitted he was wrong. She had to admit that part of the blame was on her for not being more alert. She glanced down at how close she and Charles were standing and felt her cheeks heat up again.

She gently pushed away Charles’s hand and turned her head to hide her flushed face. “Where are my clothes?”

Charles narrowed his eyes, feeling the loss of warmth from his hand, and looked away. “Head upstairs

first.”

“Okay.”

were a tangled mess. Could she really have just married Charles like that? It all had happened so fast that it still felt like a

her way to Charles’s bedroom. Earlier, she had noticed that his house was tastefully decorated, with a simple yet

the seconds stretch into hours, and started looking for her belongings. That was when she spotted her phone in Charles’s room. She grabbed it in

on her phone quickly and was bombarded with a bunch of missed calls. Most were

Sebastian’s number

me, Noelle!” she said. “My phone died last night. Did you need

all night. With Noelle’s voice finally reaching his ears, he felt a wave of relief wash over him. “Weren’t you at Samuel’s place yesterday? He rang me up in

always been frosty toward the Shaw clan. Noelle had sensed his chill–not just with the Shaws but with his own daughter,

“Grandpa, don’t worry. I’m all good. I just had a rough night, so after we celebrated granddad’s big day, I headed home. My

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