The Cherished Wife

"I have it under control. You don't need to worry about this," Charles said as he held Noelle's hand.

"Want to say a word to my sister?" he asked Noelle.

Although Charles phrased it as a question, there was an undeniable firmness in his tone.

Noelle took the phone almost instinctively, hesitating for a moment before saying, "Hello."

When Chloe heard the voice again, she found it familiar, though she could not quite place it. "Hello, I'm Chloe, Charlie's sister."

"Hello, Chloe. I'm Noelle Shaw, Charlie's wife."

"Noelle?" Chloe paused, and then a familiar face flashed in her mind. "Are you Noelle Shaw from Collosus Group, the one from the project department?"

Noelle was slightly taken aback but then smiled. "Yes, that's me."

Chloe's expression turned grim as she tightly gripped the phone. "So, it is you!"

me. You remember me?" Noelle had assumed Chloe would not have much of

very memorable," Chloe replied, her heart trembling slightly. As the thought formed in her

Noelle-not because Noelle was particularly outstanding but because ever since the company's year-end party where Noelle had danced with Charles, she

had a boyfriend, she stopped digging into the matter. Now... "Let me speak to Charlie." Feeling a bit confused,

amusement as he took the phone and asked, "What do you want

can't marry this woman. She... She has a

know," Charles replied, his long fingers resting casually on his knee. "I know

Charlie, do you even realize what

to

his retreating back, feeling for the first time that their

who she

she's not Kelly. You don't need to remind me of that. I understand your concerns, but I have never treated her as

I introduced

you that

Charles said as bad