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!"

Noelle. "Noelle, Sean will drop you off. I'll be there

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

not have bothered getting involved. This whole situation had

those thoughts nagging at him, Sean

straight from the Hoffman family's old place to Phoenix Tree

around him, and spotted Sean lounging on the couch. He squinted and asked,

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

gave a nod of thanks. "You've been through a lot today." He gave Sean's shoulder a reassuring pat. "Head on

on you, huh?" Charles's lips tightened. "Alright, stick around then. If it gets too late, just

anxiety in Charles's demeanor. He could not help but make a

you find out Charles's front