The Cherished Wife

Chapter 70

Sean took a whiff. “Wow, that smells amazing. It’s rare to find girls who can cook these days.”

“Thanks!”

Noelle dished out some rice for them. “Dig in! If you like it, help yourselves to seconds!”

When Noelle passed the bowl to Charles, she caught him staring at her. Feeling a bit self– conscious under his gaze, she chuckled. “What’s up? Not hungry?”

Charles squinted slightly, accepting the bowl. His long fingers grazed Noelle’s hand, sending a flutter through her chest. She quickly pulled back, a bit flustered, and served herself some rice. “Come on, eat before it gets cold.”

Charles’s eyes twinkled with mischief at Noelle’s bashful reaction, clearly enjoying the moment. He casually stretched his legs and gave Noelle a playful nudge under the table.

of surprise and nervousness, as if to say, “Hey, focus on your food. Stop

help but let out a grin

With a grin that seemed as innocent as a lamb, he teased, “Hey,

Sean had witnessed every move Charles made. She was mortified. Charles, however, remained cool as a cucumber and drawled, “Sean, have you

forced a smile. I’m not even

being a sly dog. He never would have pegged his frosty brother as the type to flirt with his wife right in front of

eyes darted around, but when they met Charles’s stern look, he quickly ate his food again. Still, was already plotting to spill

ice king, especially around women. Today’s

lost in their own thoughts. One thing was for sure, though:

lived in a bubble, their delicate hands never soiled by work, spending their