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!

own future kids being as sweet as him, her heart just melted. "Actually, that sounds pretty awesome!" However, Noelle then snapped out of her daydream. "Hold on. We were supposed to be talking about

the trio nearby, who really stood out in the

guess Peter could be anything but Mr.

a crush on Peter, huh?" Charles teased, arching an eyebrow as if to say,

out laughing. "No way, I'm just trying to figure out how to get Tania and Peter back on track. You don't get it, but growing up without a dad is tough. I always wanted my parents' love and a family that's all

snaps she had just

you sent them to Peter yet?" Charles cut

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

then started toying