The Cherished Wife

Janet came from a world where everything was sunshine and rainbows. No one ever dared to cross her with harsh words. However, with Charles, it was like he had a knack for breaking her heart over and over. Holding back tears, Janet pouted. "Charles, you've got it all wrong. I just wanted to head back with you. That's all!"

"All I see is your money and nothing more."

"Charles, what's that supposed to mean?" Janet's face lost all color. "I can't understand what you're saying!"

"You don't want to get it. That's the problem." Charles's frown deepened, his gaze growing intense. "You're playing dumb, but you know exactly what I'm saying."

Janet's face turned even whiter, her lip quivering. "Charles, how can you be so cruel? I thought I meant..."

because you're a Baker, but don't push it. I've shown your family plenty of respect, but if you

so distant? Charles, please, don't be mad. I really care about you. If there's

out of your mind?" Charles snapped, losing his patience. "I'm telling you for the last time,

Group and

but the

Janet tried to approach him, Charles shoved her back effortlessly, without a hint of hesitation or gentleness. He towered over her, his actions swift in the lonely parking lot. When Janet finally regained her composure, she found herself sprawled

even touched her. He had simply used his coat to push her