The Cherished Wife

"Do you like it?"

Noelle caught Charles's eye. He was as silent as a statue, which made her heart race a little. She glanced down at her outfit, feeling out of place. She had never worn anything like this before, and she was pretty sure she had never seen these clothes in any period drama before. However, the intense spark in Charles's gaze immediately washed away her worries. She gave a small, hopeful smile. "How do I look?"

"You look amazing!" Charles whispered, his voice low but filled with warmth. He chuckled and reached out to straighten her outfit. "Head on out. I'll be right behind you!"

"Got it!"

Stepping out, Noelle spotted Sean and Peter, already decked out in their new gear. They looked like they had stepped out of a different era. They looked so cool that Noelle nearly forgot Sean's usual goofball antics. Blinking in surprise, Noelle greeted them with a bright, "Hey Peter, Mr. Smith!"

it. "Hold up, Noelle. You're on a first-name basis with Peter, yet I get the 'Mr. Smith' treatment? That's cold.

he teased, "Noelle couldn't take her eyes off us just now. If Charles saw that, he'd be green with

or popular enough? Even if Noelle isn't into me, what about Peter? He's every bit your

the jab, raised

"Sean, you're really asking for it."

at Peter, sensing there was more to him than

leading her away. "Ignore them. They're always like this. How about we go

She could not help but steal glances at him. She was right-he looked amazing. His attire

made everything he wore