The Cherished Wife

Noelle slept through the night, but she was not in very high spirits when she awoke. As she gazed at her pale face and puffy
eyes reflected in the mirror, she vehemently splashed water at her eyes until some color returned to her cheeks. Then, she
propped her hands against the sink dispiritedly and gazed at herself sadly.
“Wake up, Noelle! There aren’t any hardships that you can’t get past!”
After preparing herself mentally, she began putting on makeup. She heaved a sigh of relief when all signs of disheveledness
could no longer be seen on her face. However, she frowned when she saw her grandfather, Sebastian, her maternal grandfather,
calling her. She hurriedly answered, “Hello, Grandpa? What’s the matter?”
“You haven’t forgotten that I asked you to come home today, have you?” Sebastian’s voice rang out. He might be getting on in
age, but his voice was filled with as much vim and vigor as it had during his younger years. He had his many years of delivering
lectures to students to thank for that.
Noelle was stunned when she heard Sebastian say that. “Grandpa, I... Alright, alright. I’ll come home. I’ll drop by, alright?”
Noelle gazed at her phone with a vexed expression for a long while before she heaved a sigh and grabbed her handbag to leave
the house.
Her initial plan had been to head to work, but after everything that had happened in the past two days, she decided to change
her plans. She first went grocery shopping at a nearby supermarket before heading to her grandfather’s home.
It had been an entire year since she had left Brookville, and she had spent all her time working without paying a single visit, only
making the occasional phone call to her grandfather. She felt slightly sheepish when she arrived at the front door and waited for
May, the family butler, to open the door for her. “Ms. Noelle, you’re home? Why didn’t you come in yourself? Quick, quick, come
in!”
May took Noelle’s hand in hers and smiled as she said, “Sir Jenkins has guests today.”
“Guests?” Noelle asked curiously. “What guests? Didn’t Grandpa say...” Before Noelle managed to finish her sentence, she
heard Sebastian’s voice ringing from the room, “Charles, it’s been so long since you’ve visited. Have you been busy?”
Noelle was holding a gift in her arms, and May reached out to take it from her. When she looked up, she saw a man sitting with
his back to her in the living room. He seemed familiar, and it confused her momentarily.
“Noelle, you’ve arrived,” Sebastian said as he smiled and gazed at Noelle. However, the smile vanished from his face when he
saw the gifts in her arms. “It’s enough that you dropped by. Why did you get a gift as well? I don’t need anything more.”

Despite that, Sebastian still beckoned May to bring the gift over. “Come here, quick. Let me take a good look at you.”
Noelle handed the gift to May and walked over to Sebastian after slipping on a pair of house slippers. “Long time no see,
Grandpa. I’ve missed you so much!” Noelle said as she took Sebastian’s arm and rested her cheek against it, swinging to and fro
as she asked, “Did you miss me, Grandpa?”
“Not at all,” Sebastian said as he gently clapped Noelle’s forehead. “Watch yourself. Have you not noticed my guest?”
Sebastian took Noelle’s hand in his and walked over. “Allow me to introduce you to my granddaughter, Charles. Noelle, this is a
student of mine. His name is Charles Hoffman.”
The look of surprise in Noelle’s eyes betrayed her, and she burst out, “What are you doing here?”
Charles turned, and his good-looking face appeared in her vision. His gentle eyes settled their gaze on her before he said,
“Greetings, Ms. Shaw.”
Sebastian cocked an eyebrow, his shrewd gaze landing on both Charles and Noelle as he asked, “Do you guys know each
other?”
Noelle’s heart skipped a beat when she saw the look in Sebastian’s eyes, and she hurriedly said, “Haha, we’ve met once. Mr.
Hoffman helped me out when I ran into some trouble. Isn’t that right, Mr. Hoffman?”
Noelle waggled her eyebrows at Charles as she spoke, hinting that he should watch what he said. The corner of Charles’ lips
curled upward slightly when he understood what Noelle was trying to tell him, and he added, “That’s right, Sir. Ms. Shaw and I
have met previously. But given the high spirits you seem to be in, I gather you’ve gotten over your grief, Ms. Shaw?”
“...” Noelle gritted her teeth and narrowed her eyes.
This man!