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.

surprise and nervousness, as if

could not help but let out a grin at

his eyes twinkling with mischief as they landed on Charles. With a

the second she heard that, realizing Sean had witnessed every move Charles made. She was mortified. Charles, however, remained cool as a cucumber and drawled, “Sean, have you got enough on your plate? Weren’t you just sprawled out on the surgery table? You must be

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

Charles out for being a sly dog. He never would have pegged his

to spill the beans to the eldest brother

ice king, especially around women. Today’s

their own thoughts. One thing was for sure, though: both Charles and Sean saw

never soiled by work, spending their