The Cherished Wife

Not only Sean but even Rowena and Teresa noticed something different about Charles.

Noelle smiled. “Yes, I’m back.”

“Hi, Charles. Remember me? We met last night.” Rowena waved. “I’m Noelle’s friend, Rowena. And this is Teresa.”

“Yes, hello!” Charles greeted them with a smile. Rowena’s friendly greeting put him in an exceptionally good mood.

“Hey, hey, hey, Charles Hoffman. Is this how you treat your friends?” Sean could not stand Charles showing favoritism right in front of him.

“Do you

have a problem with that? Why are you here this time?” Charles glanced at Sean. He had not Invited him over.

Sean pursed his lips. “Can’t I just visit you after not seeing you for a while?” Sean had seen people burn bridges before, but not quite like this. His charming eyes, though smiling, gave off a menacing vibe.

Charles narrowed his eyes, not bothering to respond to Sean. Instead, he walked over to relieve Noelle of her things, taking them in his hands. “Are you tired? Go rest with your friends and watch some TV. The food will be ready soon.”

He then turned to Rowena and Teresa, nodding slightly. “It’s my first time hosting you both. Please forgive me for any shortcomings.”

“No, no, we’re the ones imposing!” Despite her brashness, Rowena understood the nuances of social courtesy.

She and Teresa knew that if it were not for Noelle, meeting someone like Charles would be incredibly difficult, let alone being hosted by him. “You’re too kind, Charles. Don’t worry about us. We’ll take care of ourselves, right, Noelle?” Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Rowena said with a wink, making Noelle smile helplessly.

“You go ahead and finish up. I’ll stay with them.”

“Alright.” Charles nodded and went upstairs to put things away.

The three women then sat in the living room and chatted. Finding the situation intriguing, Sean followed Charles upstairs and leaned against the bedroom door. “Seems like you’re serious this time.”

Charles looked up, pausing his task of sorting through Noelle’s shopping bags. He shook his head at the sight of all the clothes she had bought. “When was I ever not serious?”

Sean’s demeanor–turned serious. “I know it’s not my place to say this, but as your friend, I must remind you

once you start, don’t let her down.”

Charles frowned. “I know what I’m doing,” he said, needing no further reminders.

Sean slightly twitched his lips when he heard this. “You know how hard it is for people like us to find real feelings.”

Charles replied coolly with one hand in his pocket, “Sean, I’m not like you. I’ve always been different from

you, and you know that.

Sean opened his mouth to argue but then closed it, rais different. Anyway, since she brought her best friends he

Charles smiled knowingly. “So why did you come over t

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you know that.

Sean opened his mouth to argue but then closed it, raising his eyebrows with a resigned smile. “Yes, we’re different. Anyway, since she brought her best friends here, it seems she’s accepted you.”

Charles smiled knowingly. “So why did you come over today?”

“Oh, right. This.” Sean pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Charles. “We identified the drug your wife was given last night. It’s something from Kerlsberg. Be on guard because Winter might just be a front. We still don’t know who’s really behind all this.”