The Cherished Wife

Sean gave Peter a sympathetic look and then clucked his tongue twice, as if surveying Peter's face. This was the face of a cuckolded man. Peter narrowed his eyes. "Sean, are you itching for a beating?"

Sean immediately stood up straight and distanced himself just to be safe. "Heh, it's not me who wronged you, so why give me that look? But this kid..." Sean examined the situation, feeling something was off. Peter grew impatient. "Are you that free?"

"Of course not! I've got plenty of work to do. Well, good luck to you." Sean patted Peter's shoulder in sympathy. Then, with a shake of his head and a sigh, he walked away.

If Tania had really gotten married and the child was not Peter's, then Peter's chances of winning her back were slim to none. Though Peter was the type of person who always got what he wanted, Tania was not just anyone-she was Charles' cousin. That alone made things complicated. Peter could not just do as he pleased with her. If he tried to break up her marriage, it was not guaranteed Tania would come back to him.

Watching Sean leave, Peter felt an overwhelming urge to just knock him out.

...

Meanwhile, Noelle accompanied Tania inside the ward. Henry had been chatting with Nancy when they heard footsteps, and they assumed Sean had returned.

turning around, Henry said, "Sean, there's not much left to do here.

held a fruit knife, trembled slightly. He almost cut himself. Noelle quickly stepped

rose to his feet, overwhelmed with emotion. He

such a bad daughter. I can't believe it took me so long to come back." Tania knelt on the ground, her voice choked with emotion. "It's all

the floor!" Henry helped her up, tears already flowing down his aged cheeks. It had been more than three

all those days and nights of waiting

I'm so sorry!" Tania cried as she threw

that matters." Henry gently patted her shoulder before pulling

you, Noelle. You've done us a great

replied with a smile, then brought over a chair. "Everyone, let's