บททั้งหมดของ The Cherished Wife: บทที่ 511 - บทที่ 520

Charles's gaze deepened, his voice low and husky. "Yeah, it’s time to eat." His eyes, however, stayed fixed on Noelle, sending her pulse racing out of control.The hand Charles held felt warm, almost too warm, as if a feverish heat passed between them, leaving a sheen of sweat.Despite the years they had been married, Noelle's heart still skipped a beat every time she saw that look in Charles's eyes. It was as if her heart was about to jump right out of her chest.Noelle swallowed hard, only to catch Charles lowering his gaze, his lips inching closer. She instinctively closed her eyes, her lashes fluttering like the wings of a butterfly.Charles narrowed his eyes affectionately and gently lifted Noelle's chin, leaning in for a kiss. However, just as their lips were about to meet, the shrill ring of a cellphone cut through the moment. They both froze, but Noelle was the first to snap out of it, pushing him away with cheeks as red as a cooked lobster.Catching her breath, Noelle tur

"Over here!" Charles waved her over. The scent had Noelle forgetting all about her staunch vow not to forgive a certain someone. She dashed to the table and burst into laughter at the sight of the soup. "How on earth did you know I was craving creamy mushroom soup?"She had been dreaming of soup the night before, but whipping up creamy mushroom soup was not exactly easy for them with their hectic schedules. Noelle would've rather spent her time working or sleeping. She never expected Charles to surprise her with the very dish first thing in the morning.Charles flashed a grin. "Take a seat. Becky brought over some homemade kimchi a while back, and today, it's the star of the show.""Becky?" Noelle's eyes sparkled. "Ronald mentioned she's from Lacindra, right? They're famous for their killer pickled radishes!" Chatting away, Noelle ladled out two bowls of soup and popped open the box. The rich scent of radishes hit her, and she could not resist exclaiming, "Wow, that smells amazing!"

Charles and Noelle had a bit of a routine when it came to getting to the office—they would take turns to come in. Charles could not sway Noelle, so they ended up coming to work separately, much to his annoyance. However, Noelle was tough as nails, and Charles, eager for a peaceful night's sleep in the master bedroom, caved in.While Charles zipped up to the twenty-seventh floor through a less-traveled route, Noelle strode through the main entrance and bumped into Ronald. Ronald gave her a curious once-over, and as they stepped into the elevator, he shot her a couple of extra glances. Noelle just flashed a small, knowing smile and gave a nod. "Mr. Wells, got something on your mind?""Ms. Shaw, you're alone today?" Ronald's voice was low, mindful of the audience they had. Noelle chuckled. "What, I can't come to work on her own? Do I need an escort or something?"Ronald caught on quickly and nodded with a smirk. "Point taken.""This is me." Noelle gestured to her floor. "Catch up soon

"Then you’d better hurry!" Arya gestured a quick goodbye to Noelle. It was only after Noelle had left that Arya's head popped up again. "Mr. Hoffman asked Noelle to join him?" Something felt off to her, but she could not quite figure out what it was.With the documents in hand, Noelle made a beeline for Charles's reserved parking spot and found Charles casually leaning against his car, apparently caught up in a phone conversation.Charles caught sight of Noelle as she jogged up to him, slightly breathless. He glanced at his watch and quirked an eyebrow. "Right on time—nine minutes and fifty seconds!"Rolling her eyes, Noelle grumbled. "Where are you heading off to?" She handed over the documents to Charles. "Here are the papers. You know what? I think I'll pass on going."With one hand, Charles accepted the documents and with the other, he gently grabbed Noelle's arm. He quickly wrapped up his phone call with a "Catch you later," and ended it.He took a brief look at the documents

"Mr. Hoffman, here are your clothes," said the manager from Saint Di, a brand under the Collosus Group, as he delivered the attire. He tried to sneak a peek at the passenger seat, but the glass thwarted his curiosity, hiding Noelle from view.Charles stepped out and accepted the clothes with a piercing look that sent the manager scurrying away. "I’ll be on my way, Mr. Hoffman. You carry on with your day!" The manager nodded frantically, feeling an invisible blade at his back as he wiped the sweat from his brow, thoroughly intimidated.Charles gave a slight squint, settled back into the driver's seat, and handed the clothes to Noelle with a casual, "Check them out. See if they're to your liking!"Noelle accepted the bag, peeked inside, and found a modest yet stylish outfit. "Meeting someone important today?" she asked.Charles gave a quick nod. "Go ahead and change.""Right here?" Noelle glanced around the car interior, raising an eyebrow. "I mean, no one can see in, but..." She tr