The Cherished Wife

Jordy glanced upstairs and asked, "Finished talking with the old man?"

Chloe nodded. "Yeah, let's go. We should head back."

"We're not staying here tonight?" Jordy seemed a bit surprised since they usually spent the night at the Hoffman residence around this time of year. Chloe smirked. "Do you want to stay here?"

Jordy stood up with Anna in his arms. "No, let's go. It's getting late, and Anna should be in bed by now."

In truth, Jordy had little interest in the Hoffmans. If it were not for marrying Chloe, he would not have cared to visit the place.

"By the way, about Charlie today..." Chloe sat in the back seat with Anna while Jordy drove.

Remembering Charles' sudden absence, Jordy, who knew his brother-in-law was not the type to act irresponsibly, asked, "What did you say to the old man?"

Chloe replied, massaging her temples. "I don't really want to talk about the Hoffmans anymore. How's your project

in the final phase now. We should be done in another month or two." Jordy glanced at her, adding, "You've

for the Hoffmans, but I appreciate your patience with them. Oh, by the way, did my mom give you a hard time earlier?" Jordy loosened his grip on the steering wheel slightly, surprised by the question. "This was

"Pretty sad, right? We've been married all these years, and this was your first time meeting her. She's...

her phone

call went through, but instead of Charles, a clear female voice

again to see if she had dialed

voice on the other end, realized

on the screen, stunned and unable to

a towel wrapped around his waist. Seeing Noelle sitting on the bed in a daze, he asked, "What's wrong?