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

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

phone back to Sean. Sean shot her a quick look, his mind buzzing with silent gripes. Was his advice really that worthless compared to Charles's? If he had known, he would not have bothered getting involved. This whole situation had left

those thoughts nagging at him, Sean floored

from the Hoffman family's old place to Phoenix Tree Residence.

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

no clue what went down today. Noelle's been acting so weird. I knew something was up,

nod of thanks. "You've been through a lot today." He

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 here. There's plenty of guest rooms on both floors-pick

words and headed upstairs without looking back. Sean rubbed his chin, catching the unusual edge of anxiety in Charles's demeanor. He could not

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