The Cherished Wife

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Noelle started packing up her stuff. It was just a rental, but she had accumulated a ton of things over time. If she was serious about this move, waiting until the third day to start packing would have been foolish. Decision made, Noelle got down to business, tossing out the junk and keeping what mattered. It was a full day’s work. All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

Meanwhile, Xavier was totally blindsided. He could not belleve Noelle had actually called the cops on him, and that they had just scoffed at his name, totally unimpressed. Dropping the Hoffman family name did not work either. The cops had said, “Even if Mr. Hoffman himself showed up, we’d still play it by the

book!”

Little did Xavier know that Mr. Hoffman was the reason the cops were there in the first place. There was no way they were going to let him off easy.

Xavier had had no other option but to ring up Winter. The moment Winter caught wind that Xavier was with the police, she dashed there without a second thought. Xavier had just wrapped up his statement when Winter came up to him, her hands clasping his, “What’s going on? Why are you here? They’re saying you caused a ruckus! Xavier, tell me what happened.”

Xavier was starting to lose his cool with all the questions. However, after one look at Winter’s anxious face, he swallowed his annoyance. “It’s about Noelle.”

“Noelle?” Winter’s brow had creased in frustration. Not her again, she thought. Outwardly, she looked concerned and even a bit guilty. “I’m so sorry, Xavier. This is all on me. Maybe we should just forget the whole wedding thing. I’ll step aside for Noelle, then maybe she’ll stop being mad at us.”

“Are you kidding me? What do you think I am, a baseball card to be traded? I’m a person, Winter. And haven’t you figured out yet how I feel about Noelle? She’s like a sister to me, nothing more. You’re the one I’m crazy about!”

Xavier wrapped his arms around Winter, giving her a comforting pat, “Promise me you won’t talk like that again, okay?”

Hearing that, Winter’s lips had twisted into a smug smile. Despite this, she could not help asking. “What about Noelle, though? She’s got it all wrong about us. I never wanted to hurt her, not once.”

“We’ll deal with that later. Noelle’s not exactly in a listening mood right now. I was worried sick about her yesterday, thinking something bad might have happened to her. I went to check on her today, and ended up at the police because of her.”

“Wait, you’re saying Noelle is the one who tipped off the cops?” Winter’s eyes widened in disbelief, shaking her head. “That can’t be right. Noelle isn’t like that. She’s always been into you, hasn’t she?”

“Into me?” Xavier let out a bitter laugh. “She’s not into me. Today, I caught her stepping out of some flashy sports car. One glance and you could tell the guy who owns it is loaded. Noelle’s always playing the victim, saying we’ve done her wrong. It’s all just a cover. She’s been sneaking around with some other dude for ages.”

Winter’s Jaw–dropped, a flicker of confusion passing through her gaze. Deep down, a fierce resentment boiled. She had always believed that Noelle’s heart belonged to Xavier, which was why she had orchestrated Noelle’s departure from Brookville. Over the past year, she had made sure to put herself in Xavier’s line of sight at every turn, hoping he would notice her and eventually fall for her.

Winter had every reason’to be confident. She wa

a master at making herself shine, especially with her star on the rise in showbiz. With her legion of admirers, how could Xavier resist her charms and go for Noelle, the plain Jane?

Her instincts had been right. Xavier had fallen for her pursuing her with a fiery passion. It was not long before they became an item, and Xavier was so smitten that he ditched Noelle to pop the question to

Winter.