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?"

made 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

Sean's spine. He was starting to think that coming here today might have

"I didn't expect it

causing her ears to flush with embarrassment. Although Rowena and Teresa also caught bits of Sean's words, they could not make sense of them. Seeing the calculating look on Sean's face, they both silently vowed to keep their distance from him in the future. Meanwhile, Charles tapped the table, casting a warning glance in Sean's direction. At that moment, Winter appeared, having changed into a different outfit as she walked arm-in-arm with Xavier. Both of them looked radiant, as if they were truly basking in the happiness of newlyweds. The time they had spent together was long, and with Xavier's intense approach, Winter was a bit unsteady on her feet. She leaned heavily on Xavier, her heart full of contentment. "Xavier,

a lingering resentment, thoughts of the family's shares and Noelle's coldness made him force himself to move on. Winter's

now another man at the table, one

his fists, his whole body