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.

to shake off the haunting

a glance at Charles, who sat serenely beside her.

lounging with one hand cradling his cheek, gave Noelle a lazy, sidelong look. “What’s with

stare?”

coughed awkwardly. “Oh, nothing, just… why am I driving when I’m

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

escape. Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, she blurted out,

her clumsy attempt to switch topics. “Really? You’ve been

then added, “I had

Charles teased,

cut back on the orders to Frotconn?” Noelle

a sly grin, leaning casually against the car door with one hand while the other tapped rhythmically against his knee. “Come on, you’re too clever not to