Chapter 90
The Cherished Wife by Chweety
Wife 90 Chapter 90 It took Noelle a while to catch the hidden meaning in Charlesâs words. By the time she pieced it together, the moment had slipped away, and she could not find a decent excuse to circle back to that conversation. They walked into the mall and made a beeline for the fresh produce. Noelle usually cooked at home. She rarely went to the mall for groceries, usually sticking to the local market. However, with her job eating up her time, her pots and pans were gathering dust.
Charles was in his element, unlike Noelle. Following him through the aisles, Noelle felt that familiar tug of something more than admiration for this guy.
She could not put her finger on it, but Charles was not like any rich kid she had ever met. He had this air of elegance and a cool charm but with a sly twist. He had the polish of the wellâoff without the usual arrogance.
Noelle was at a loss for words. However, if anything, Charles was one of a kind.
Charles, leading the way with the shopping cart, noticed Noelle had stopped dead in her tracks. He paused, turned back, and caught her gaze.
With a quirked eyebrow and a rhythmic tap of his fingers on the cart handle, he asked, âWhatâs up?â
Noelle blinked, snapped out of her daze, and gave a small shake of her head, âOh, itâs nothing. Just trying to decide what veggies to go for.â
âYou had a plan, right?â Charlesâs voice was light with a tease. âOr are you thinking that we need more? Or maybe youâre in the mood for something totally different?â
âAh? No way!â Noelleâs cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and surprise, like she had been busted. She quickly tried to cover it up. âI was just trying to figure out which veggies Iâm in the mood for.â
âOh?â Charles drew out the word, a playful grin spreading across his face. âSo, whatâs on your mind?â
Noelle nibbled on her lip and shook her head, her eyes darting away. âNothing!â
âDonât worry about it. We will think of something as we go.â Charles gestured with a casual flick of his finger toward the path ahead. âCome on, letâs check out the fish first.â
Charles really knew how to handle the dayâtoâday stuff. Noelle trailed behind him, watching as he confidently picked out the best ingredients.
Charles always seemed to put his heart into everything he did. Noelle watched him and thought aloud, â You know, you could totally take over cooking duties forever!â
Charles turned to her with a warm, inviting smile. âIf youâre cool with that, Iâd be happy to!â
âBy the way, about your nickname...â Charles tapped his fingers thoughtfully, then paused. âI havenât come up with one yet.â
âJust call me Nelly,â she blurted out. âMy grandpa used to call me Nelly when I was little. There was a celebrity he liked with the same name who was also born on April 5th, my birthday.â
âNelly?â Charles raised an eyebrow, the name catching him off guard. It sounded so informal, but then again, it was unique, and it was hers. He nodded, accepting the quirky nickname. âAlright, Nelly it is!â
ΤΣ +15 BONUS Noelleâs cheeks were tinged with a soft blush that made her irresistibly charming. Charles couldnât help but feel his spirits lift.
âCome on, Nelly, letâs hit the road!â
Noelle paused, thrown off by the nickname that had come out of nowhere. She was fine with it, though. They picked out ingredients, stocking up not just for today but for the next few days as well. Charles, though, was not too keen on overbuying. âIf we keep them too long, theyâll lose their freshness.â
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