The Cherished Wife

Noelle was stunned for a moment but quickly composed herself. "Hey, Steven!"

Steven gave a slight nod, acknowledging Noelle. "Hi, Noelle. Where's Charlie?"

"Charlie is inside, and Aunt Nancy is here too," Noelle smiled. She then glanced at the young girl, nodding politely. "Steven, who's this?"

"Elly, aren't you going to greet her?"

"Ms. Noelle." Eloise's voice was sweet. It was the kind that made her instantly likable, completely different from the cold, hard tone she had used the previous night.

Noelle smiled and nodded. "Hello, I'm Noelle Shaw." She then added, "Please come in!"

Noelle led Steven and Eloise inside and handed them slippers to change into. "Steven, please go inside. Elly, you too."

guided them to the living room before heading to the kitchen to make tea. Steven approached and squinted slightly as he noticed Nancy sitting on the couch. The woman before him overlapped yet diverged from the person in his memory. "Nancy." His voice was edged with respect. Hearing it, Nancy hesitated briefly before looking up at the man

tall, with handsome features that vaguely resembled the stubborn child she remembered. However, time had softened

Nancy beckoned him over. "Come here, let me take a look at you. It's been so many years, and I can't believe

walked over, knelt beside her, and took her hand. "It's been a long time. How

alright, as well as I can be at my age." Nancy sighed, studying Steven carefully. "How many years has it

me. How have

to Nancy, letting her hold his hand tightly. "How have you

you again in my lifetime. Did you come to Brookville just

come visit in Cascade City? After all...

seemed familiar, but Nancy could not quite place her. "Stevie, is

a closer look, Nancy." Steven stood