The Cherished Wife

Charles stood up with a hint of exasperation. "I'll let you off just this once!"

He then leaned down to pick Noelle up. Confused, Noelle asked, "Charlie, what are you doing?"

"You're injured. How are you supposed to drive? Sit in the passenger seat." Charles lifted Noelle into his arms. Knowing she had made a mistake, Noelle nodded rapidly like a pecking chick, letting Charles hold her close. There was a smile spreading across her face. Charles glanced down at her. "What are you smiling about?"

"Charlie, sometimes you're so naggy, even more than my grandfathers. You're like a little old man!"

"Really?" Charles narrowed his eyes, giving her a warning look.

Noelle immediately clung to his arm, trying to flatter him. "But you're my little old man!" She reached up to smooth the frown lines on his forehead. "Charlie, don't frown so much. It doesn't look good."

As she gently stroked his forehead, she continued like a concerned old lady, "If you get old, how will you keep up with me?"

"Noelle!" Charles gritted his teeth, almost loosening his grip. Noelle quickly tightened her hold around his neck. "Charlie, don't drop me!"

seat, he walked around to the driver's side and got in. "What do you want for dinner?" "Dinner? I want stew, can we do that?" Noelle thought for a moment.

need to buy the ingredients." Charles started the car and glanced at her. "How did your

"I feel like my mentor is really kind to me. Even

displeased. "Don't mention other men in front of me, even if he is your mentor.

cute!" Noelle could not help but laugh. "I don't think

so no!" Charles

you're the one who brought up the topic!" Noelle

subject!" Charles ordered. "Talk about

like he was sulking. "Um you're in my car,

glanced at her again, full of exasperation. "I don't have just one car, and Ronald

but then noticed something. "This isn't the way

for a moment. One of his hands was resting on the steering wheel while the other gently tousled her messy hair.