The Cherished Wife

Noelle's cheeks flushed with a rosy tint, her heart fluttering with sweetness. She felt as if Charles's words were true that in his world, she was the only one on his list.

Half an hour later, they were back at the airport, and Charles was dressed to the nines, a stark contrast to his usual casual demeanor.

However, their arrival was quickly followed by Sean's unexpected appearance, which caught Noelle off guard. "Mr. Smith, what brings you here?" she asked, then turned to Charles. "Are you two together?" Charles shot Sean a cool, sideways glance. "And why are you here?"

Sean arched an eyebrow, a playful glint in his eye as he clapped Charles on the shoulder. "What, I can't come if you can?" He grinned at Noelle and nodded. "Mrs. Hoffman, good to see you!" "Hello!" Noelle greeted with a polite nod. "Looks like you're both here for the same person, but..."

out soon enough who we're here for." He teased Charles, "Not very slick, buddy-sneaking over here without

telling me?" Charles, hand casually in his

like Charles and Sean were old buddies, and even Peter seemed to be in the loop. They were all there to meet the same guy? "This Mr. Fischer you're talking about?" Charles flashed a grin and beckoned Noelle over. She scampered to his side and stood

just call him Steven," Charles said softly. "He's hardly ever in Brookville, been overseas for years. He's only back for some work stuff, plus he heard I tied the knot, so I figured it was time you two

announcing to his crew that she was with

stood out in the middle of the bustling airport, wrapped up in each other. Some onlookers even whipped out their cameras, hoping for a snapshot, but one sharp look from