The Cherished Wife

Noelle was taken aback by Charles' question. She looked at him with curiosity, her hand still resting on his forehead.

Hearing Charles ask in such a serious and hesitant tone surprised her as she had never seen him act so cautious and uncertain before.

Noelle pursed her lips, blinking as she studied him carefully. "What do you want me to ask you? Did you do something I wouldn't like?" she questioned, feeling genuinely curious.

Charles' expression turned complicated, which alarmed Noelle. She quickly sat up, looking at him intently. "So, you really did do something?"

"Let me explain. It's "

"Wait," Noelle interrupted, raising her hand. She took a moment to think. "Don't say anything yet. Let me figure this out. I've never seen you like this before. Actually, Charlie, whatever it is, as long as you didn't betray, I won't hold it against you. So, go on." Charles pressed his lips together, his dark eyes meeting hers. As Noelle gazed at him, an uneasy feeling crept over her, but she could not quite pinpoint why.

serious. "Aren't you

today's news?" Charles

News?

picking up her phone. "You

quickly searched online. Soon enough, headlines about Charles and Winter's rumored affair flashed across the

disbelief while biting her lip. "Is this what you were talking about?" She waved her phone

his face, Noelle instantly realized that Charles was behind it. Being the clever person she was, she

she tossed her phone aside and pretended to pout. "I'm angry now. The consequences will be severe. You'd better think about how

him with mock indignation, making it clear that she would not let this