The Cherished Wife

"Peter's my brother. You've probably heard of him, right? He's tight with Charles and the gang."

"I'm Jennifer. I'm guessing we haven't met before, so let me introduce myself!" Jennifer said cheerfully, taking a seat next to Noelle after handing her a glass of wine. Though she was chatting with Noelle, her gaze drifted over to where Charles and his friends were, offering "Ah! Nice to meet you, Ms. Lennon!" Noelle replied with a warm smile, nodding. She felt more at ease and raised her glass to clink with Jennifer's.

Ever the easygoing one, Jennifer lifted her glass to meet Noelle's. "Hey, drop the 'Ms. Lennon', will you? It's way too stiff. Just Jennifer is fine-that's what everyone calls me."

"Sure thing, Jennifer!" Noelle agreed with a nod. "Then you can call me Noelle. That's what my friends call me!"

"Got it!" Jennifer, always one to get straight to the point, chatted with Noelle for a bit and then noticed something different about her than the usual crowd. "So, if you don't mind me asking, how do you know Charles?"

even though they were not super close, her brother Peter was tight with Charles, which meant she was pretty friendly with Charles too. Whenever they bumped into each other, she would always shout a friendly "Hey, Charles!" She thought she had the

Jennifer's quizzical look and figured out she was

make a fuss about it, so not a lot of folks are in the loop. How we got together? Well, that's a tale for another time. Let's just

the crew

it on the down-low, that's cool. These days, it's all about marrying who you want, and it's nobody

That's my

families, and there could be some drama if we change our minds¶ater!" Noelle said, sneaking

two groups and