The Cherished Wife

"Alright." Noelle nodded. "Hurry up and go."

Charles got out of the car and walked into a pharmacy. He bought some medicine, then returned to find that Noelle had dozed off again.

He shook his head with a mix of amusement and resignation.

When Noelle woke up again, she found herself lying in bed. The bedroom curtains were drawn, blocking out the outside light. She sat up and checked the time, realizing it was already close to 8:00 pm. She had slept for nearly two hours. Looking down, she noticed that her foot no longer hurt, and it had been cleaned and treated with medicine. A smile spread across her face, her heart filled with a warm, sweet feeling.

She smacked her forehead when she suddenly remembered something. She hurriedly got out of bed. She got dressed and tidied her hair.

She first checked the study but did not find Charles there, so she headed downstairs.

As soon as she reached the staircase, Noelle caught the aroma of stew brewing. Her eyes lit up with excitement.

quickly made her way downstairs and saw Charles emerging from the kitchen. He was wearing an apron around his waist and had changed into comfortable loungewear, giving him a soft,

over to him but slowed down when Charles gently scolded her, "Take it easy. Your foot hasn't fully healed, and

words, Noelle slowed her pace, carefully making her way to his

the stern expression on Charles' face softened. He reached

"Okay!"

obediently washed her

a chair for her

and rubbed the back of her head. "I fell asleep. Why didn't you wake me? And did you go to the

"I had Ronald prepare

nodded. 'A bit too much' was an understatement; it was way too

handed her the cutlery. Just as they were about to dig in, the doorbell

surprise. "Who could