The Cherished Wife

Noelle entered the kitchen and saw Charles busy cooking. She stood at the door for a while. Sensing her presence, Charles paused and asked, “Why aren’t you sitting with them?”

“We’re all just sitting around while you’re busy by yourself. Can you manage everything?” Noelle observed Charles for a bit, noticing his methodical approach to cooking. She watched for a while before asking. “Do you need any help?”

Charles‘ movements hesitated slightly and then he nodded. “Check on the stew. I had it on high heat. earlier. You can turn it down to a simmer now.”

“Okay!” Noelle walked over and took a sniff. “It smells great. What kind of stew is it?”

“Lamb stew,” Charles replied after a moment. “You were drugged yesterday. There’s probably still some residue in your system. Eating some stew will be good for you.”

Noelle smiled and nodded. “Alright. But what kind of drug did I take? I don’t remember anything. And about Winter…”

Noelle suddenly realized something had been bothering her all day. Given Winter’s usual behavior, she would either come to gloat or angrily confront Noelle after any incident. However, this time, Winter had been completely silent.

The more Noelle thought about it, the more suspicious it seemed. Especially since she could not remember much from yesterday, and Charles had not given her a full explanation. “Was it really Winter who kidnapped me?”

Charles raised an eyebrow. “You’re only thinking of asking that now?”

Noelle bit her lip. “You said I was drugged, so my mind is a bit fuzzy.” After stirring the stew, she turned down the heat and leaned against the counter, watching Charles.

She noticed that even when Charles was doing something as mundane as cooking, he was a pleasure to watch. Mimicking his usual mannerisms, she tapped her fingers. “You said you rescued me yesterday. What do you think Winter will do now? Knowing her, she’ll definitely cause trouble for me since she didn’t succeed. But it’s been silent all day!”

Charles raised his eyebrow slightly. Then, with a smile, he said, “Isn’t it good that she’s not causing trouble? Or do you have a masochistic streak?”

“That’s not what I meant!”

“If it’s not, then come over here and slice some garlic for me,” Charles directed Noelle as he continued. cooking. “Don’t worry about those things. They won’t affect you anyway.”

“That’s true,” Noelle agreed, feeling relieved not to be bothered by Winter. Still, something felt off, but she could not pinpoint what it was.

Meanwhile, in the living room, a fierce battle was underway. Despite saying earlier it was a

misunderstanding, Rowena was still not satisfied. She found Sean too arrogant and annoying when he smiled. Hence, she decided to challenge him.

Their competition was simple. It was a game of cards and the loser had to have a sticky note placed on Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

their face.

This was a game Rowena and Noelle used to play in school to pass the time. Rowena thought she was unbeatable, but today, she met her match.

Sean was a seasoned player in various clubs and rarely lost at cards.

He was always confident and rarely made mistakes, finding himself matched against Rowena’s determination.