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.

Steven left with Eloise, and Noelle and Charles went for a walk

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 something; it seems like Charlie

he's sharper than any of you. The old matters are just things you keep dwelling on; Charlie moved on a long time ago." Nancy was very pleased with Noelle. Regardless of who she resembled, Noelle had certainly won Nancy over. Henry nodded with a smile. "I was overthinking it. Since that's the case, let's keep this quiet from the Hoffmans for now. Everyone

concerns. "All of that happened so many years ago. You don't need to

might as well settle in. Let's stay at Charlie's for now. I

thinking. Besides, I'd like to see more of Elly. Stevie already promised he'd visit often while he's in Brookville." Nancy glanced