The Cherished Wife

Mateo and Henry understood who Charles was talking about. They had watched Charles and that woman grow up together, believing they were a perfect match, but she unexpectedly... "But Kelly..." Mateo began.

"Dad, you don't need to worry about my affairs. I know what I'm doing. If you have time to spare, you should manage my mother instead," Charles interrupted.

Mateo's eyes darkened as he sighed. "Your mother's situation isn't easy to handle. Years of resentment can't be undone so simply. Her purpose for returning is clear. Do you think she came back for me?" "Then you should understand that no one can force me to do anything, whether it's Kelly or Janet," Charles set down his teacup with excessive force, causing tea to splash out.

Mateo's expression tightened. "But your mother..."

"Capiton is her family, the Baker family's, domain. If she likes it there so much, tell her to go back. It's better if she doesn't return!"

Suddenly, a noise came from outside. Charles frowned, stood up, and opened the door to find Janet standing there.

was Clarisse, who was equally pale. "Charlie,

hate me that

emanating a chilling atmosphere. His thin lips were pressed together, a sign those who knew him recognized as anger. Yet, Janet

I feel about you. How can you say

icy and terrifying as he shook off Janet's hand. "Although you're not truly a Baker, I thought years in that cultured household would have

with a gilded exterior, you're as base as your mother." His piercing gaze swept

if you'd rather accept someone as lowborn as Janet instead of Liliana, perhaps you should return to the

insolent child!" Clarisse was shaking with anger. She immediately

It was

Mother, do you really think I'm a three-year-old who