The Cherished Wife

Chapter 95

“Nelly.” He said her name like it was something sacred

Noelle blinked up at him, “Yeah?”

“It’s nothing.” Charles inhaled deeply, releasing her gently to avoid frightening her. He grabbed something and started walking. “Come on. We’ve wasted enough time, and you said you were starving, right?”

At his words, Noelle patted her stomach, “I’m totally starving!” She decided not to dwell on Charles’s earlier behavior. “So, who’s cooking today, you or me?”

“I’ll cook if you drive us home,” Charles offered with a smile. “Let’s hit the road!”

Ronald could not believe his eyes when he stepped out of the mall. There was his boss, the epitome of cool and distant, looking down at Noelle with such warmth, his arms full of groceries.

Ronald shook his head in disbelief. The thought of his usually unapproachable boss living a normal life was almost too much. If Peter and Sean caught wind of this, they would never let him live it down.

shivered as he tried to shake

at Charles, who sat serenely beside her. The

lounging with one hand cradling his cheek, gave Noelle a lazy, sidelong

stare?”

“Oh, nothing, just… why am I driving

know what they say, practice makes perfect. I think you should be the one driving whenever we’re together,” Charles said with a hint

felt trapped by her own words and darted her eyes around, searching for an escape. Then, as if struck

clumsy attempt to switch topics. “Really?

conceding, “I never really followed that stuff.” She paused, then added, “I had no clue Frotconn was linked

laugh, Charles teased,

cut back on the orders to Frotconn?” Noelle asked, genuinely

door with one hand while the other tapped rhythmically against his knee. “Come on,