The Cherished Wife

"You..."

Charles slammed the gas pedal, his phone pressed to his ear. "Where are you?"

"Uh, we're on the road, heading to Noelle's place..."

"Forget the apartment. I need to get to Phoenix Tree Residence, Sean. Take me there!" Noelle finally snapped out of her daze, her eyes locking on Sean. "Take me to Phoenix Tree Residence."

Sean hesitated. "The thing is, over at Phoenix Tree Residence..."

"Sean, just get Noelle to Phoenix Tree Residence!" Charles barked, whipping the car around a sharp bend. "Hand Noelle the phone!"

the phone to Noelle. "Noelle, Sean will drop you off. I'll

Noelle shivered, a wave of warmth rushing over her. "I'll be waiting, Charles!

that worthless compared to Charles's? If he had known, he would not have bothered getting involved. This whole situation had left him feeling down, especially since he was clueless about what had gone wrong. He

those thoughts nagging at him, Sean floored

from the Hoffman family's old place to Phoenix Tree Residence. Sean and Noelle were already there

in, an icy vibe hanging around him, and spotted Sean lounging on the couch. He squinted and

a wave of relief washing over him as Charles walked in. "Honestly, I've got no clue what went down today. Noelle's

a lot today." He gave Sean's shoulder a reassuring pat.

head. "When I got here, I noticed some folks lurking around outside. Looks like someone's still keeping tabs on you, huh?" Charles's lips tightened. "Alright, stick around then. If it gets too late, just crash

Sean rubbed his chin, catching the unusual edge of anxiety in Charles's demeanor. He could not help but make a tsk-tsk sound as he pulled

find out