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.

darting to Charles with a mix of surprise and nervousness,

out a grin at her adorable

whole show, his eyes twinkling with mischief as they landed on Charles. With a grin that seemed

as a cucumber and drawled, “Sean, have you got

he forced a smile. I’m not even a little tired. Noelle’s

out for being a sly dog. He never would have pegged his frosty brother as the

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

had always figured Charles was a bit of an ice king,

thoughts. One thing was for sure, though: both Charles and Sean saw Noelle in

a bubble, their delicate hands never soiled by work, spending their days arranging flowers, sipping tea, and shopping. She was