The Cherished Wife

Charles' sharp eyes swept over Sean. "Looks like you're itching for a fight after a few quiet days.

He then extended his hand toward Peter. "Hand over the money."

Peter, however, pressed his lips together. There was a dangerous glint in his eyes. "Charles, are you targeting me today?"

Nearly every round had been won by Charles, but every time, it was Peter who had been the greatest loser.

Charles smirked. "There's no stopping luck when it strikes. Can't help it if you're all single."

This remark immediately sparked discontent among the group, especially Sean, who could hardly bear it anymore.

together, so he was accustomed to being on the receiving end of

At over 30, he had never had much

so much, and now, three years later, Peter still had not fully moved on from that chapter in his life. Sean, too, was in a similar situation. His feelings for Liliana had never been resolved. Even now, no woman stood by his

as fate would have it, had been

simply because seeing Charles reminded him of Tania, and he did not want that. Peter was the first to stand

of cards while the other was placed casually over his long legs. These last three years must've been tough on Peter," he remarked, then turned

haven't told him where Tania

eyebrow slightly. "What are you getting

Tania unless someone deliberately erased her tracks," Steven said, his sharp gaze settling on Charles. "And can't think of anyone else capable of pulling

which was gripping a set of cards, tensed slightly. Even so,

faint smile played on his lips as he said, "Steven, you guessed wrong this time." His gaze was steady as he met