The Cherished Wife

Charles squinted, but he kept looking at Noelle as if he did not even notice Xavier standing there. Xavier felt awkward but did not know what to say.

Noelle felt the tension in the air. "Mr. Hoffman, what brings you here?"

Charles gave her a small smile. "I was just talking to Sir Shaw, and he mentioned you." He did not exactly answer her question, but Noelle got the hint. "You're friends with my Grandpa? He just called me to come over."

"Really? Shall we go together?" Charles asked. Noelle nodded eagerly. "Yes, let's go!"

As Noelle was about to leave, Xavier could not hide his disappointment. "Noelle!" he called out. "You said you'd talk to me!"

Noelle's brow furrowed. She could not believe that even with Charles there, Xavier still would not back down.

going on, he looked straight at Xavier and said in an icy voice, "If I'm not mistaken, isn't today your wedding to the Shaw family's daughter? Yet here

be in charge. When he raised his voice just a little at the end of his sentence,

felt off, but he could not put his

standing too close or too far apart. Noelle looked really small next to Charles, yet somehow, they looked just right together. That gave Xavier

to admit it, but Charles was

said glancing at Noelle. "It wouldn't look good if the groom was missing from his own party. Ms. Shaw, are you ready to

seen my grandpa

grandfather is there too," Charles said, his icy voice warming up a

humble. My Grandpa and Granddad just play

a chilly glance. "It's your big day, right? You should look the part. Did your dad invite me here just to see you lurking around other