The Cherished Wife

Charles glanced up, cracking his knuckles. "Out with it!"

Sean shrank back a little and gulped. "Cody's here."

Charles scrunched his eyebrows. "What does he want?"

"He wants my help!" Sean blurted out. "Don't you remember? He saved Liliana's life a few years back. It's smart of him to come to me. Why would he ask me, though? Liliana's your sister, not mine." "Get to the point!" Charles demanded, his voice sharp.

"The point is, Cody wants me to help him out. He doesn't just want me to heal Annie, but also to smooth things over. That guy has no clue who's behind The Majestic Lounge. He thinks by getting to me, he can get to you, and you can talk to the big boss of The Majestic Lounge for him."

Charles's eyebrows drew together, a shadow flickering in his deep eyes. "Did you really agree to it?" he asked.

"Of course. I hate being in debt to anyone," Sean replied. Just then, he caught Charles's fierce glare and quickly put up his hands, saying, "I only said I'd help, not that it's a sure thing, right?" Then he added, "Hey, is our little sister-in-law awake?"

fading for a moment. He shot Sean a warning look, turned around with a

for her, but

air around him. He waited by the door until he felt calmer, then pushed it open and went back into the

his white coat pockets. A few nurses greeted him, and

Sean waved him back down and asked his

replied, trying to sound confident even though he was there to ask Sean for a

left the room, Cody took a few deep breaths and

I came here today to I remind you of a promise you