The Cherished Wife

"I guess I'm just worrying too much. I didn't think so, but with all the drama blowing up, it's not just affecting Winter. It's hitting you too..."

"Grandpa, I get what you're saying," Charles said, quickly looking at Noelle. She nodded. "I'll talk to Grandpa."

Noelle grabbed the phone. "Hey, Grandpa. It's me!"

"How's everything with you, Noelle?" Samuel asked, relieved by the steadiness in Noelle's voice. It seemed like she was not bothered by the whole mess.

He had a hunch the rumors were not true because he trusted Charles, and he trusted his granddaughter even more.

"I'm good, Grandpa. Don't worry about this mess. Charles and I will handle it. There's absolutely nothing going on between Charles and Winter. Someone's just stirring the pot on purpose. It's a bit of a tangled web, and I can't lay it all out right now, but trust me when I say I won't let them get the best of me."

kids' business, but your dad swung by today,

ended the call. She let out a sigh and glanced

wrapped Noelle in a comforting hug. "I've got this, but I know it's been tough on

Charles back, taking in the cramped living room-a stark contrast to the spacious

rough on her at first, but Charles had a knack for showing up every evening

guilt for the hassle Charles was going through trekking from the office to the Phoenix Tree Residence and then over to

Grandpa, it looks like they're pretty much out of moves. You think they've figured out it's

eyes wide with curiosity. It was not every day

she was sure they would assume that Noelle