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.”

that? It all had happened so fast that it still

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

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

and was bombarded with a bunch of missed calls. Most were

dialed her Grandpa Sebastian’s number

phone died last

over him. “Weren’t you at Samuel’s place yesterday? He rang me up in the dead of night, worried sick, asking if I had any clue where you were. That’s when it hit me that something was off. Noelle, you have to

the Shaw clan. Noelle had sensed his chill–not just with the Shaws but with his own daughter, Jade–from a young age, but

worry. I’m all good. I just had a rough night, so after we celebrated granddad’s big

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