The Cherished Wife

"You mentioned earlier that you had something to show me?" Charles interrupted Sean. "Give it to me."

Sean flashed a harmless smile, but it gave off a strange vibe, one that made Noelle and Rowena feel like it was insidious and sly.

Sean handed Charles the video he had just recorded in the lounge. "When I went to see Noelle earlier, I stumbled upon quite the show. Take a look for yourself-it's quite entertaining!"

Charles glanced at the video and then looked at Sean, asking, "Did she see it?"

Sensing a gaze on her, Noelle looked up and found herself staring into Charles' deep, stormy eyes. She gave him a puzzled look, silently mouthing, "What's wrong?"

Charles withdrew his gaze and focused on Sean's face, pressing him, "Well?"

sure she left the room first," Sean assured Charles. "I swear, there's no way I'd let Noelle see something like this! I just filmed it on a whim, thinking it might come in handy for

meaningful look, one that sent a shiver down Sean's spine. He was starting to think that coming here

didn't expect it to

outfit as she walked arm-in-arm with Xavier. Both of them looked radiant, as if they were truly

marriage was a done deal. Though he felt a lingering resentment, thoughts of the family's shares and Noelle's coldness made him force himself to move on. Winter's affection

was sitting. He noticed that Charles was with her. There was now another man at the table, one he did

his fists, his whole