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.

together a bit. He had a way of commanding the room without even changing his expression. When he heard what was 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

to get loud to be in charge. When he raised his voice just a little at the end of his sentence, it was the final

jolt in his heart. Something felt off,

apart. Noelle looked really small next to Charles, yet somehow, they looked just right together. That gave Xavier a sudden

did not want to admit it,

good if the groom was missing from his own party. Ms.

seen my grandpa

said, his icy voice warming up a little. "They're so good at chess. They make me feel like a

Hoffman, you're too humble. My Grandpa and Granddad

right? You should look the part. Did your dad invite