The Cherished Wife

Noelle noticed that Charles had many small habits. He particularly enjoyed playing with her fingers, though Noelle did not understand what was so fascinating about her fingers.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of Elegant Pavilion. Soon, the manager pushed the door open. "Sir Shaw, please."

Noelle quickly stood up, pulling Charles along to greet him. "Grandpa!"

As he was supported by Eli and leaning on a cane, Samuel walked in. Samuel looked up after hearing Noelle's clear and warm voice, his dark eyes shining as he first looked at Noelle and then at Charles beside her.

Charles met Samuel's gaze calmly. "Grandpa."

Samuel narrowed his eyes, nodding. "Hello, hello."

don't just stand there. Please, come sit!" Noelle let go of Charles's hand and helped Samuel to a seat. Then, she said, "Grandpa, you remember Charles, right? He was there on your birthday and gave you a chessboard. Do you

again." Charles nodded

You silly girl!"

nodded with satisfaction. "Silly girl, getting married is such a big deal. How

telling you now?" Noelle affectionately held Samuel's arm, nudging him. "You were sick before and I didn't want you

He treats me

well, Grandpa!"

girl." Samuel said that, but his tone was full of indulgence for Noelle. "Did you tell your Grandpa Jones about your marriage? His temper isn't as good as mine. Have you taken

as good." She whispered in Samuel' ear, "Plus, Grandpa Jones didn't 't hear