The Cherished Wife

"Alright then!" Nancy set down her teacup. "It smells delicious. I didn't expect you to cook so well, Noelle!"

"Not at all. It's mostly Charlie cooking. I just help out here and there. Uncle Henry, Aunt Nancy, come this way to wash your hands."

With six people around the table, the atmosphere felt especially lively. Although Noelle credited Charles for the meal, Henry and Nancy knew better; Noelle was just being modest.

They truly felt Noelle was a good match for Charles, and any worries they had were now fully put to rest.

Noelle and Charles went for a walk outside. Henry helped Nancy upstairs to the guest

advance, and it looked quite cozy. After Nancy showered, she came out with a towel in her hand, and Henry got up to help dry her hair. "This Noelle is really

Henry nodded with a smile. "I was overthinking it. Since that's the case, let's keep

You don't need to keep holding onto it. It

Charlie's for now. I know you'd rather not run into Clarisse at

Stevie already promised he'd visit often while he's in Brookville." Nancy