The Cherished Wife

Chapter 58

Noelle’s hands relaxed, and she settled back into her seat. Her fidgety movements gave away her inner

turmoil.

Feeling anxious, her palms started to sweat. She gripped her hands tightly, then let go a little, “I… I’m. sorry. I’m just not ready yet!”

Even though they were married, Charles was practically a stranger to her.

She knew he was the big boss of Collosus Group, one of the infamous Four Young Masters of Brookville, Mr. Hoffman, and that he was not someone people in Brookville crossed lightly. However, that was the extent of her knowledge. She was clueless about his likes, his family, or who he hung out with.

It was only now that Noelle was facing these facts, realizing she had been pretty bold to marry a guy she barely knew. Rubbing her forehead to ease the headache, she gently tapped it and asked, “Mr. Hoffman, is it too late to back out of this marriage?”

arched an eyebrow and turned to give

a couple of minutes, he had seen every emotion play across Noelle’s face–twists of worry, flashes of irritation, and outright panic. Not

had barely said ‘I do,‘

hope. Charles, however, just quirked an eyebrow and smiled, looking like he did not have a care in the world.

world,” he said, “My women only get widowed,

just realized she might have been in way over her head. She gulped, trying to hold back tears. “Mr. Hoffman, we just tied the knot, right? Maybe there’s still time to back out. I mean, no one even knows we’re married yet,

wheel, the picture of cool. He had not shown a hint of Noelle’s chaos. “Like I said, in my world, it’s widowhood or nothing.

heard a

laugh, though her words were

the car door and swiveled in his seat to give Noelle’s face an intrigued. once–over. The calmer he appeared, the more Noelle squirmed with unease. She averted her gaze, trying to open the car door, but realized it was locked. Panic rising, she blurted