The Cherished Wife

"Noelle, that's a bit harsh, isn't it?" Sean said, his voice edged with frustration. "If I was just hungry, I could've grabbed a bite downtown. Why would I bother coming all the way from my place to yours?" He sighed dramatically. "Do you really think I'd want to come and play

house if Charles hadn't twisted my arm?" Noelle was speechless.

"Don't mind his blabbering!" Charles shook his head. "Noelle, why don't you tidy up the dishes? Sean and I need to talk."

"Sure thing!" Noelle agreed, nodding. "You guys head to the living room. It's cramped here, and we don't have a study," she said a bit sheepishly.

Sean quirked an eyebrow. "Hey, no offense taken. I was just messing around. Let's head out, Charles!" After a satisfying meal, Sean felt rejuvenated and trailed behind Charles into the living room.

said, twirling a cigarette between his fingers without lighting it. "I noticed some shady figures

making a move?" Sean's eyes widened in disbelief. He had heard rumors, sure, but that was more intense than he had expected. "I mean, Janet

stir recently, and your little distraction worked

Charles nodded solemnly.

However, then, surveillance had ramped up again, had called off the watch Bl and Charles figured the Bakers had to be behind it. Milo was not some toddler he

words. "So, you dragged me here today to keep them guessing about me and Noelle? Charles, don't you

spotlight, and it doesn't feel

let out a scoff. "Wrong, he's her ex-husband!" Tania and Peter had split up three