The Cherished Wife novel Chapter 848

Noelle suddenly understood. "So, it was the bodyguards you secretly sent who told you? But you arrived way too quickly!" She blinked in disbelief.

"I had barely sat down with Clarisse, and you were already busting in. Did you fly here or something?"

Charles chuckled softly. "That's right. I couldn't stand the thought of you getting hurt, not even a little. So I made sure to get to you as quickly as possible."

"Charlie, you're amazing," Noelle murmured, leaning against his shoulder and rubbing her cheek against his chest. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of myself too. No matter who it is, I won't let anyone push me around."

Charles teased with a smile, "Really? I find that hard to believe. Every since I've been with you, have you ever given me a moment's peace?"

Noelle blushed with embarrassment. "You don't need to bring up the past! That was before. I mean from now on, nobody will be able to bully me."

"Alright, I'll believe you this time," he said indulgently.

When they returned home, Charles disappeared into his study to work while Noelle busied herself in the kitchen.

However, the events of the day weighed on her mind. So many unexpected things had happened, leaving her feeling overwhelmed.

She had thought her own family background was already tragic enough. However, the Hoffman family's secrets ran far deeper than she ever imagined. It was hard to comprehend how Charles had grown up in such an environment.

Noelle sighed as she washed the vegetables, her mind drifting back to her conversation with Clarisse. There was something odd about what Clarisse had said, but she could not quite pinpoint what it was. Also, Clarisse's hostility toward her felt strangely out of place.

The more Noelle thought about it, the more her head ached.

"Aunt Nancy, you always seem to know everything," Noelle said, feeling sheepish.

Nancy said with a shake of her head, "It's not that. It's just how she is. Whatever she said, don't take it to heart. Both your Uncle Henry and I fully support you and Charlie."

"I know. If you didn't, you wouldn't be sitting here talking to me," Noelle replied with a smile.

"But what I really wanted to ask is… Charlie's mother didn't know me before today. But I feel like she really dislikes me, as if she holds some deep resentment against me. It's strange. Aunt Nancy, what do you think?"

Nancy frowned slightly, her gaze lingering on Noelle's face. After a long pause, she finally said, "She's like that with everyone—especially with people who get close to Charlie or Henry."