The Cherished Wife (Noelle and Charles) novel Chapter 283

“Of course.” Although unsure of Noelle’s identity, the manager noticed how Charles was so protective of her. Charles had held her hand the entire time, indicating just how important she was.

Hence, the manager led Charles and Noelle into a private room. Charles took off his suit jacket, and Noelle naturally took it and set it aside. She looked at Charles, “I thought you were going to take me over to meet them.”

Charles raised an eyebrow, “Do you want to meet them?”

Noelle pressed her lips together but did not answer. Charles understood. “We won’t meet them today. We’ll wait for another opportunity to meet them formally. Besides, I haven’t even seen Grandpa Sebastian and Grandpa Samuel yet!”

His words carried deeper meaning and elevated Sebastian and Samuel in importance.

Noelle felt touched and nodded. “Next time, then. Today isn’t appropriate anyway.”

Charles ordered a few of Noelle’s favorite dishes and then dismissed the manager. “I thought the same,” he said.

As for Peter and Sean, they happened to meet by chance. Sean had been away for a while and, upon his return, ran into Peter.

Naturally, they gathered to talk about Charles. They mentioned how he had gotten married quietly, likely without the Hoffman family knowing.

Peter’s dark eyes gleamed at this. He tapped his fingers thoughtfully. “I wonder who this woman is. The Hoffman family is… well!”

Though Peter and Charles were like brothers, Peter did not have a high opinion of the Hoffman family. Remembering a certain woman, Peter’s eyes grew even darker.

Sean, being perceptive, understood Peter was still troubled by past events. “Peter, you can’t blame the whole Hofmman family for what happened. You know you hurt their long–lost daughter, causing her to leave the country. It’s a wonder they haven’t come after you.”

Peter’s eyes grew even more somber. He then looked at Sean. “As if you haven’t hurt anyone yourself.”

Sean’s face paled, and he gripped his glass tightly before loosening his hold. He

Sean shook his head. “I wish I could drink more so that I wouldn’t feel so numb.” He downed his last glass and said, “It’s getting late.”