The Cherished Wife

Chapter 60

Xavier’s face turned red with fury as the car sped off into the distance. “Some hero you are, hiding behind tinted windows! Come out and face me if you dare!” he yelled, though his challenge fell on deaf ears.

Charles was long gone, the car a mere speck in the sprawling suburb. Xavier was left with nothing but the smoke of the car’s trail and a firestorm of anger in his chest that he could not quell.

It was maddening. Noelle had been with him for ages, yet she had never stayed the night. Now, some random guy

showed up, and she did not come home? Unbelievable.

Xavier clenched his fists. If only that guy had stepped out of the car, he would have shown him what a real man looked like.

Little did Xavier know that his outburst might spell disaster for his family’s company.

It was only after the car had vanished that Xavier calmed his anger. He could not believe Noelle would run around with some guy, not coming home all night. He had not even stopped to think about what he had done the night before.

door shut, and leaned against it. Sliding down to the

a terrible feeling, truly

thoughtful. However, somehow, she had

Noelle sat there, however, a new thought dawned on her–she did not have to marry Charles. There were other roads to take. It is just that the Shaw family had really spooked her yesterday,

are you up

un and

clenched her jaw, sitting on the floor for what felt like ages before finally standing up straightening herself out. The girl staring back at her from the mirror, cheeks pink and eyes a little wild, seemed

would crush her and leave her in pieces for days. However, the

family had been too pushy, too keen to shove her out the door, or maybe Xavier had just been that cold. Either way, the pain did not make her want to curl up and cry;

free,

splashing her face with water and feeling a wave of clarity, Noelle headed to

up. She paused, then peered through the peephole