The Cherished Wife

Charles's striking face loomed close, making her blink. She let out an awkward chuckle and touched her nose. "Charles, what's with the intense stare?"

A playful twinkle danced in Charles's eyes. "If you're so fond of kids, why don't we make one of our own?"

Make one?

Noelle's heart pounded a chaotic rhythm, and she blinked, her cheeks burning as she looked at Charles, particularly into those gorgeous eyes of his. She swallowed hard. "Well... I think it'll happen when it's meant to happen!" "So, my lady, are you saying you'd like to have one too?" Charles slid his arm around Noelle's shoulders, drawing her in.

Side by side on the bench, Noelle rested her head lightly against Charles's shoulder, peering up at his profile. "Uh..." Did she mean it? Maybe she had not considered it too much!

kids, and Brandon, with his cuteness overload, was no exception. Whenever she pictured her own future kids being as sweet as him, her heart just melted. "Actually, that sounds pretty awesome!" However, Noelle then snapped out of

at the trio nearby, who really stood

Peter could be anything but Mr. Serious, but around

teased, arching an eyebrow as if to say, 'Do you think

Peter back on track. You don't get it, but growing up without a dad is tough.

showing off the snaps she had just taken

sent them to Peter yet?" Charles cut in with

a bit thrown off. "Not yet. I mean, we're on 4G out here, and it eats up so much data. Plus, I've shot a ton of videos. I should probably sort them out before send them

started toying with her delicate fingers, all