Sean dropped Noelle off at home just as Charles was coming downstairs, already dressed in clean loungewear. Seeing Noelle and Sean walk in, Charles raised an eyebrow. "Why so late?"

Noelle took off her shoes and found a clean pair for Sean, handing them to him. "You two talk. I'll go get you guys some water!"

Charles raised an eyebrow and looked at Sean, who had a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Charles, you missed quite a show earlier. I witnessed something pretty entertaining!" Sean said, strolling over to the couch and casually propping his long legs up on the coffee table, only to have Charles kick them off.

"Sit properly," Charles commanded.

Clearly in a good mood, Sean grinned at Charles.

That guy actually had the nerve to confess to her right in front of me, of all people!"

You'd better be careful. Your wife was just confessed

"Who?"

darkened, his gaze turning icy as

two glasses of water. She handed one to Sean and the other to Charles. Don't listen to Mr. Smith's nonsense. It

"Really, it was nothing."

"Alright."

Charles' temper. He took a sip of

discuss with Sean. Why don't you go upstairs, take a

Noelle glanced between Charles and Sean, sensing they needed to

turned back to Sean, his expression darkening again. "This classmate of hers-who

in

to calm him down just now, knowing

class reunion? Your wife got bitten by

air around him growing colder. He could not help but chuckle, "Charles, do you really

who had saved Noelle that day, and his

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