The Cherished Wife

Noelle's brows knitted together, her annoyance plain to see. She rose abruptly. "Sorry, I need to use the restroom." Ignoring Jade's calls, she strode away without a backward glance.

Jade turned to Sean, her smile faltering. "My apologies, Mr. Smith. I've spoiled Noelle rotten since she was little. She didn't mean to be rude-she's just shy. You know how some girls can be a little too modest. But between us, she's confessed she's quite fond of you and even dreams of marrying you!"

Sean choked, the tea he had been sipping spewing out in disbelief.

Jade was taken aback but did her best to stay cool, even offering a tissue to Sean. "What's wrong, Mr. Smith? Is the tea too hot? Noelle, how could you serve such scalding tea to Mr. Smith?"

Not a single kind word about Noelle escaped Jade's lips, leaving Sean to question whether her intentions were truly to play matchmaker for Noelle and Bob. However, Jade's eagerness seemed to suggest she was keen on the idea of Noelle marrying Bob. However, the way Jade spoke about Noelle was so harsh. It was clear Jade was quite the character.

was obvious that Noelle did not get the best treatment from the Shaw family,

but distant smile, dabbing his mouth with his own napkin, leaving Jade awkwardly holding out her unused tissue. He was not exactly thrilled with having to act as Bob, but it was not the time to show

She took her seat, exchanged a look with Sean, who offered a small, knowing smile. "Ms. Shaw, please, have a seat.

need for that." Noelle quickly declined, not wanting to delay any

as you. It's like you two were made for each other. I think we should all get together sometime soon and have a little chat about you

an eyebrow. "Marriage?" He could not help but burst into a chuckle. "Mrs. Jones, has there been some kind

up a notch when she heard Sean's. laughter.