The Cherished Wife

Wife 70

Sean took a whiff. “Wow, that smells amazing. It’s rare to find girls who can cook these days.”

“Thanks!”

Noelle dished out some rice for them. “Dig in! If you like it, help yourselves to seconds!”

When Noelle passed the bowl to Charles, she caught him staring at her. Feeling a bit self– conscious under his gaze, she chuckled. “What’s up? Not hungry?”

Charles squinted slightly, accepting the bowl. His long fingers grazed Noelle’s hand, sending a flutter through her chest. She quickly pulled back, a bit flustered, and served herself some rice. “Come on, eat before it gets cold.”

Charles’s eyes twinkled with mischief at Noelle’s bashful reaction, clearly enjoying the moment. He casually stretched his legs and gave Noelle a playful nudge under the table.

Noelle straightened up immediately, her eyes darting to Charles with a mix of surprise and nervousness, as if to say, “Hey, focus on your food. Stop kicking me!

Charles could not help but let out a grin at her adorable bewilderment.

Sean caught the whole show, his eyes twinkling with mischief as they landed on Charles. With a grin that seemed as innocent as a lamb, he teased, “Hey, cut him some slack, will you?”

Noelle’s cheeks flamed up the second she heard that, realizing Sean had witnessed every move Charles made. She was mortified. Charles, however, remained cool as a cucumber and drawled, “Sean, have you got enough on your plate? Weren’t you just sprawled out on the surgery table? You must be tired!”

“Nah!” Sean’s grin vanished as he forced a smile. I’m not even a little tired. Noelle’s cooking is top– notch!

While he praised her, inwardly, he was calling Charles out for being a sly dog. He never would have pegged his frosty brother as the type to flirt with his wife right in front of him.

he Sean’s eyes darted around, but when they met Charles’s stern look, he quickly ate his food again. Still, was already plotting to spill the beans to the eldest brother and Peter. Charles was way more sly than he would ever have given him credit for. NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

Sean had always figured Charles was a bit of an ice king, especially around women. Today’s little dramal had totally blown his mind.

As they ate their simple meal, each person was lost in their own thoughts. One thing was for sure, though: both Charles and Sean saw Noelle in a whole new light now.

Noelle was not like other rich girls who lived in a bubble, their delicate hands never soiled by work, spending their days arranging flowers, sipping tea, and shopping. She was way more grounded.

When Noelle came out after cleaning up the kitchen, she caught Sean just as he was about to leave. He commented, “Charles, now that you’ve tied the knot with our little sis, you should hang out with us guys

sometime.”

Noelle stopped dead in her tracks, her cheeks burning. She lingered in the kitchen doorway, gripping the frame without even realizing it.

Charles shot a sideways glance at Noelle, a teasing smile playing on his lips. “We’ll see!” He watched her flustered reaction. “You’ve gotta get used to all this before you join the outside world.”

Noelle’s face turned an even deeper shade of red, and she shot Charles a bewildered look before turning her back on him.