The Cherished Wife

"A wedding ring?" Janice stared at Charles in astonishment, her eyes wide with disbelief. "Oh my god, Mr. Hoffman, you must be joking. Are you really getting married?"

The news of Charles wanting to get married was not just surprising to Janice; it would be unbelievable to anyone.

Who could ever imagine that Charles Hoffman, of all people, was planning a wedding?

Charles raised an eyebrow slightly, his expression calm as he looked at Janice. He nodded. "Yes, I'm getting married. Is that so hard for you to believe?"

He chuckled softly and continued, "Do you have any recommendations?"

Janice was still in shock. "I certainly have recommendations. Every piece of jewelry here is one-of-a-kind. No one else will ever have the same piece.

is..." She hesitated, then her eyes widened as a thought struck her. "It wouldn't be that actress from the recent rumors,

again, only to see him smirk, his eyes carrying a trace

Janice noted that he did not seem particularly keen on defending

pry. But what kind of ring do you have in mind? What does your

enough for Janice to understand that Mrs. Hoffman was likely a very low-key woman, completely different from that actress. She nodded. "This

led him to a display. "These are my designs from the past few years. They're all very simple and understated. Many may seem ordinary at first glance. I named this collection 'Demure', inspired by a moment of enlightenment had during a visit to a church a few years ago. What do you

of the display case. "This set has been in my collection for three years, but it has never found the right

gloves and

squinted slightly. There was a faint smile playing on his lips. "I