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.

as he tried to shake off the haunting

a glance at Charles, who sat serenely beside her. The quietness was new, unfamiliar,

gave Noelle a lazy, sidelong look. “What’s with

stare?”

coughed awkwardly. “Oh, nothing, just… why am I

not a pro. You know what they say, practice makes perfect. I think you should be the one driving whenever we’re together,” Charles

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

attempt to switch topics. “Really? You’ve been at Frotconn for years,

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

teased, “So, what’s your

the orders to Frotconn?”

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