The Cherished Wife

"Outrageous!" Clarisse was furious at Charles' words. "Is this how you speak to me?"

Charles remained silent.

Clarisse sighed. "You won't return to the Hoffman residence, so I had no choice but to come find you."

Hearing Clarisse's softened tone, Charles smirked with disdain. "Mother, you must be mistaken. I've always been this way. Grandpa and Dad never found any issue with it."

"That's them. They don't care about you, so naturally, they don't mind if you return or not. But Charlie, I'm your mother."

"Oh, you remember now you're my mother? When I needed your care, you weren't there. Now that I don't need it, you show up." Charles' tone turned cold, his face showing impatience.

"I'm working. If you have business matters, schedule an appointment with my secretary. For personal matters, wait until after work!"

this. You should know I wouldn't come from

Charles stood abruptly, looking at Clarisse coldly. "You were fine

to Janet can't be delayed any longer. You're not getting any younger, and Janet has

her graduation. It's been a year, and you've shown no sign

don't understand, I'll say it again, Mother. I've never touched her.

marrying her, if you and Uncle Milo like her so much, why don't Uncle Milo

what are you saying? Janet is your

his biological child." Charles put one hand in his pocket and

eyes. "I won't hold the past against you, Mother, but I thought you'd show more. restraint. I don't want to say more, but

you still want to coexist peacefully with me, your son,

intercom. "Becky, get security up