The Cherished Wife

"Silly girl." Charles squeezed Noelle's hand gently. "Don't worry. Even if your mom has such intentions, she won't succeed. The Smiths' status is too high to be swayed by just her words." He paused, looking at Noelle. "Having Sean accompany you is far better than sending someone we can't control."

"You mean if Sean doesn't go, my mom will find someone else?" Noelle frowned slightly.

Seeing Charles' noncommittal expression, she suddenly felt a bit powerless. She had to admit that Charles was right. Given Jade's nature, she really would find someone else.

Charles reached out and gently smoothed Noelle's frown, tapping her forehead. "Alright, don't furrow your brows. This isn't something you can change."

He knew what troubled her and shook his head. "Having Sean go with you is the best choice right now, and your mom won't immediately push for Sean to marry you."

Noelle sighed, still feeling that things would not be that

intended or why she was targeting her specifically, considering both she and Winter were her daughters. "Alright, stop overthinking. It's late.

wrapped her arms around Charles' waist and nestled her head

at the Shaws'. What about you?

it's necessary." His expression darkened a bit. "So, Nelly, when do I get to make things official? We can't even spend New Year's together,

come on." Noelle cupped his cheeks and kissed the corner of his lips. "I promise, once all of this settles down, we'll announce our relationship, okay?

stroking her back before lifting her effortlessly and gently placing her on the bed. "Then, I'll patiently wait for