The Cherished Wife

Charles was still working away in his office when Samuel called to remind him that Winter and Xavier's wedding was just around the corner. Even though Noelle was married to Charles, their relationship was a secret, and Samuel was concerned that the wedding might upset Noelle.

Noelle felt Samuel was worrying too much. Winter and Xavier were just regular people to her then, and she would not give them a second thought unless they bothered her.

However, Samuel was her elder, and Noelle did not want to be disrespectful by dismissing his concerns.

After the call, Noelle made some wheatgrass fruit juice and carried it upstairs to the office.

Charles was deep in his work, sorting through papers. When he heard Noelle's soft footsteps, he stopped and looked up at the door.

Noelle tried to be as quiet as a mouse, but Charles still noticed her. She stood at the door with a big grin. "How do you always hear me coming?" she asked.

Charles just smiled and waved her over. Noelle walked up to him. "Aren't you sleepy yet?" Charles asked.

fruit juice. Charles looked at it, puzzled. "I'm not sick. Why wheatgrass juice?" he asked. However,

when

it's getting really chilly at night.

here you are, working late again." She walked over to him, went behind the couch, and started to gently massage his forehead with her delicate fingers. "Are

last things," Charles replied, clearly enjoying the massage. He put his papers aside and leaned back, letting Noelle's skilled hands help him

while, Charles felt mucere

his tired face and felt sorry for him. "Why do you have to work so late?

keep track of everything happening there. It was a huge job, so he was always super busy. Noelle knew that Charles had even more on