The Cherished Wife

Peter narrowed his eyes, and the cold air around him made Noelle shiver involuntarily.

She gulped nervously, feeling somewhat helpless. "Peter, you still care about Tania, don't you? You've waited for her for three years. Why risk messing up this moment?" Noelle could see clearly that Peter had deep feelings for Tania. Otherwise, he would not have waited for her for so long.

Peter remained silent, and Noelle felt too awkward to continue speaking. The two stood by the gate, waiting.

To ease the awkwardness, Noelle pulled out her phone and sent Charles a crying emoji, typing: [Peter has some serious connections!]

Almost as soon as Noelle sent the message, Charles gave a simple reply, indicating that he was busy.

Noelle responded: [Alright, you go ahead and busy yourself, then. I'm at the airport with Peter!]

Peter glanced down at her. "Reporting to Charles?"

as if caught red-handed. She awkwardly tugged at her lips

"Mhm."

landed. As soon as Tania got off, she pulled out her phone and

at the screen while dragging her suitcase behind her. She then glanced at the small child beside her. She said, "Brandon,

sat on the suitcase, holding his face in his hands and watching

to suppress a smile. Just

Tania interrupted. "I just

you to go back?" Trevon's voice became sharp and angry

had to come back. I'm sorry. Once she recovers, I'll bring Brandon back," Tania said,

then took Brandon's

eyes locked onto them. Tania could feel the heat of the gazes that

moment she lifted her head, her eyes widened in shock. Her grip on Brandon's hand tightened, and the astonishment in her eyes was