The Cherished Wife (Noelle and Charles) novel Chapter 311

Ronald and Lareal snapped to attention. "Mr. Lennon!" they exclaimed.

Charles glanced up at Peter. "What are you doing here?"

With a sly smile and a quirk of his eyebrow, Peter leaned casually against the door. "I haven't seen you lose your temper like this in years," he said, his eyes hinting at something deeper.

Charles scowled at him. "What's your point?"

Peter just shrugged. "She's a woman. Don't you think you're being a bit harsh?" He then caught the sharp look in Charles's eyes. "Oh? Seems like you haven't changed since you treated my sister's foster mother the same way three years ago."

Peter's expression darkened, and the air around him grew tense. He locked eyes with Charles, and without a word, a fierce showdown began.

The two men were evenly matched, and it was hard to tell who would come out on top. Meanwhile, Ronald and Lareal were caught in the middle. They exchanged helpless looks, silently wishing they could just disappear.

Finally, Peter let out a disdainful huff. "Don't think for a second I won't hit you, Charles!"

Charles gave a small, knowing smile, tapping his knee lightly with his long fingers. "You're talking to me like that? Aren't you worried I'll say something bad about you to her?"

Peter's eyes flashed with anger, but he quickly calmed himself. "She's gone!" he said, with a barely-there smile. "I'm warning you! This is the last time I'll let it slide." He paused before adding, "Cody's here!"

Charles looked up, his stormy eyes settling down. He got up, walked over to Peter, and gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "My aunt and uncle are waiting for her too. If you're not ready to give up, just keep waiting. She'll come back someday."