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."

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

handsome features that vaguely resembled the stubborn child she remembered. However,

here, let me take a look at you. It's been so many years, and I can't believe how much you've

knelt beside her, and took

my age." Nancy sighed, studying Steven carefully. "How many years

How have you

Steven showed great respect to Nancy, letting her hold his hand tightly.

get to see you again in my lifetime. Did you come to

didn't you come visit in Cascade City? After all... and this young lady is?" Nancy's gaze

could not quite

"Take a closer look, Nancy." Steven stood up