Nancy smiled and shook her head. "Charlie is like my own child. I know his thoughts well. Since you both went through the trouble of inviting me, there's no harm in meeting whoever it is."With that, Nancy took out her phone and called Henry. "Henry, I've been craving fruit cake. Could you get some for me?""Right now?" Henry furrowed his brows together. "Alright, I'll go in a bit."After ending the call, Henry turned his gaze to Charles. "Since you've chosen to get married, live honestly and properly from now on. I think this girl is good—treat her well.""I will," Charles replied with a smile. "I married her, so I'll take responsibility for her for life."Henry chuckled. "You remind me of myself when I was young." Then he added, "But the girl's appearance…"Charles frowned. "She is who she is, and she's not anyone else. Uncle Henry, I know perfectly well whom I love.""That sets my mind at ease." Henry patted Charles on the shoulder. "You and Noelle take care of your Aunt Nanc
Noelle was stunned for a moment but quickly composed herself. "Hey, Steven!"Steven gave a slight nod, acknowledging Noelle. "Hi, Noelle. Where's Charlie?""Charlie is inside, and Aunt Nancy is here too," Noelle smiled. She then glanced at the young girl, nodding politely. "Steven, who's this?""Elly, aren't you going to greet her?""Ms. Noelle." Eloise's voice was sweet. It was the kind that made her instantly likable, completely different from the cold, hard tone she had used the previous night.Noelle smiled and nodded. "Hello, I'm Noelle Shaw." She then added, "Please come in!"Noelle led Steven and Eloise inside and handed them slippers to change into. "Steven, please go inside. Elly, you too."Noelle guided them to the living room before heading to the kitchen to make tea. Steven approached and squinted slightly as he noticed Nancy sitting on the couch. The woman before him overlapped yet diverged from the person in his memory. "Nancy."His voice was edged with respect. H
"I understand that it might be hard for you to believe me, Nancy. Even when I first saw her, I couldn't believe it either. It's incredible how two people can look so alike," Steven said as he motioned for Eloise to show her arm."I haven't brought Elly back to the Naylor family yet; I wanted you to see her first. You used to hold Elly when she was little, and she had a birthmark on her arm. Do you remember that?""I remember, I do," Nancy nodded, recalling the distinct birthmark that was hard to ignore.Steven gently lifted Eloise's sleeve, revealing her slightly thin arm, which was marred with multiple scars. They were seemingly accumulated over a long time, now healed into marks. Nancy was visibly shaken by the sight of the scars. However, when she saw the heart-shaped birthmark on Eloise's arm, she was finally convinced. "Yes, Elly did have a birthmark like this on her arm when she was little, though it was smaller back then. Are you really Elly?""I don't know," Eloise shook
"There's no misunderstanding. I didn't come here for anything else, just to let Elly and you do a test. You know, even if Elly looks like her biological mother and even if she has a birthmark, that doesn't prove much."Without a proper test, none of it counts. The situation in the Naylor family is quite complex right now, and it's best to avoid getting involved if possible." This was Steven's reasoning.Nancy nodded in understanding. "So, you want me and Eloise to do a test since I'm her aunt? If she truly is Elly, our blood types should match. If she isn't, then you won't bring her back to the Naylor family?"Nancy nodded again, appreciating Steven's thorough thinking. "I understand your intentions, and I don't object. If Elly really is a Naylor, no matter how complicated things are with the Naylor family, she should still acknowledge her roots.""That's exactly my intention," Steven said with a smile. "Although I'm not a Naylor by birth, I was raised in their household, so I shou
"So, Charlie knew about this too? And I'm the only one left in the dark?"When Nancy heard Henry's stubborn remark, she realized he was getting worked up again, which gave her a bit of a headache. "Henry, don't get upset. I didn't do anything wrong. Stevie just came to see me, that's all.""Really?"Nancy was not one to overthink things, but that did not mean Henry was so easily convinced. He squinted his eyes, his gaze fixing on Steven. Steven, in turn, met Henry's eyes calmly, without any hint of defiance."Henry, he's a guest, and besides, Stevie is Charlie's friend!"Henry glanced at Nancy, then softened his intimidating demeanor as he turned his attention to Eloise. "And who's this?""Eloise, come and meet your uncle!""Hello, Uncle Henry!" Eloise greeted Henry politely, though she kept her distance, which actually made Henry think better of her.At least this girl did not seem to have any ulterior motives regarding Nancy. "Where are Charlie and Noelle?""Those two just s
Steven and Henry were playing a game of chess, and the chessboard was one of Charles' prized collections.Charles raised an eyebrow slightly as he helped Noelle walk in. "Where did you find that?"Steven narrowed his eyes. "Charles, you've been hiding this gem?" This chessboard was made of high-quality wood from the Mildfred Era, preserved with various spices and anti-corrosive materials.Charles had originally acquired it from an auction in Capiton, intending to keep it in his collection. He had not expected Steven and Henry to unearth it today.However, Charles was not one to fuss over such things. He glanced casually at the board, noting the intense battle between the players. It was rare to see Steven meet his match in a game.The two had distinctly different styles. Henry was aggressive, with a strategy that pressed forward relentlessly, while Steven was composed and cautious, playing each move with calculated precision.Every advance was a critical maneuver, both for defens
"Alright then!" Nancy set down her teacup. "It smells delicious. I didn't expect you to cook so well, Noelle!""Not at all. It's mostly Charlie cooking. I just help out here and there. Uncle Henry, Aunt Nancy, come this way to wash your hands."With six people around the table, the atmosphere felt especially lively. Although Noelle credited Charles for the meal, Henry and Nancy knew better; Noelle was just being modest.They truly felt Noelle was a good match for Charles, and any worries they had were now fully put to rest.After dinner, Steven left with Eloise, and Noelle and Charles went for a walk outside. Henry helped Nancy upstairs to the guest room.Noelle had prepared the guest room well in advance, and it looked quite cozy. After Nancy showered, she came out with a towel in her hand, and Henry got up to help dry her hair. "This Noelle is really something; it seems like Charlie is serious this time.""When is Charlie not serious? I think he's sharper than any of you. The o
"Cruel?"Steven looked at Eloise as if she had just told a hilarious joke. His eyebrows raised slightly, and a cold smile lingered in his eyes. He stopped the car and turned to face her.Raising his hand, he lifted Eloise's chin. His deep, dark eyes were especially captivating at that moment, like a powerful vortex.Eloise stared into Steven's eyes, finding it increasingly hard to hold her gaze. His long fingers gently grazed her chin, as if he were touching a precious artifact. However, Eloise knew that it was moments like these when Steven was at his most terrifying.Eloise's body trembled slightly as she tried to pull away from Steven's grip, but he spoke, "El, do you remember the first time we met?"Eloise's body shivered uncontrollably at his words. Her lips pressed together tightly as her expression darkened.She could not bear to look at him because once she did, there would be no turning back. "I've forgotten.""How could you forget those memories? It's when we are at ou
"Your mom is a homewrecker, a vixen who destroys other people's families.""You're the daughter of a mistress. My mom says you're an illegitimate child!""We don't want to play with you! My mom says no one wants you because you're just a bastard!""Go away! We don't want to play with someone as dirty as you!"…"Mommy, Mommy, why don't you want me?"Liliana felt so cold.It was her first winter in Brookville after coming from the misty waters of Jacksonville, and the chill seeped deep into her bones.The Hoffman residence was enormous, yet Liliana still felt cold—not just from the weather but from the people. Their gazes were cold and indifferent. Even at school, the way those elite students looked at her was filled with mockery.She was only five when her mother brought her to this bustling metropolis, leading her straight to this grand yet icy mansion.The people here were dressed elegantly, so dazzling that it was impossible to look away. However, when they looked at her a
Even though she loved him deeply now, Noelle still felt as if a part of her memory was missing. It seemed unfair to Charles.Charles simply smiled, lowering his head to place a gentle kiss on the corner of her lips."Alright. Whatever you want to know, I'll tell you." He agreed, his tone warm and unwavering. "But before that, I think we have something more important to do.""What is it?" Noelle looked up at him, her eyes shimmering with a misty glow that made Charles' heart ripple."Our wedding night, of course, Mrs. Hoffman."Noelle's face turned bright red in an instant. "But… we're in a hotel, not Phoenix Tree Residence!""It doesn't matter where we are. As long as I have you, that's all that matters."Tonight, every word Charles spoke was as if dipped in honey, making Noelle's heart race. She stole a shy glance at him. "But… my brother and the others are still outside—""Forget about them."Without another word, Charles scooped her up and carried her straight to the bed, b
"Charlie, I forgot about you. Tell me the truth—are you angry?"Charles sighed. "No, how could I ever be angry with you?"He reached out and gently tucked a strand of Noelle's hair behind her ear. Seeing the seriousness in her eyes, he let out a soft chuckle. "Even if you never remember me for the rest of your life, I still wouldn't be angry.""Really?"Charles nodded.Noelle hesitated for a moment, then mustered the courage to look straight at him. "Charlie… if—just hypothetically—if things between me and Xavier had never gone wrong… If Winter never came between us and I was still with Xavier… What would you have done? Would you have just watched me get engaged to him? Marry him? And then—"Before she could finish, Charles pressed a finger against her lips, silencing her.Noelle blinked and saw that his gaze had deepened. He wrapped his arms tightly around her waist."No. That would never happen," he said firmly. The very thought of her with someone else, marrying someone else
The moment Noelle finished speaking, the world seemed to fall silent.Charles' lips curved into a faint smile, his eyes glinting with amusement. Yet if one looked closely, there was a serious intensity in his gaze as he fixed it on Noelle. "Hmm? What did my wife just say?"Noelle shot him a sharp glare. "I don't care. Whatever it is, you're not allowed to read it. Give it back!"She pouted, her expression just as serious and determined.Charles raised an eyebrow, surprised by how adamant she was.Though curiosity tugged at him, he would not force her if she felt so strongly about it. "Alright, I won't read it."Hearing this, Noelle exhaled in relief and reached out her hand. "Then give it back."Charles' eyes glimmered with amusement. "I promise I won't read it now, but I'll wait for the day you show it to me yourself."After saying that, he placed the diary into Noelle's hand. Instead of letting her go, however, he pulled her into an embrace as if he wanted to merge her into h
So, that was why the name felt so familiar—because Noelle had known Charles since she was a child.No wonder, the first time she met him, his gaze had seemed to pierce right through her as if he were looking for someone else. Had he been looking at her all along?Noelle reached up and touched her own face, realization washing over her. The memories she had lost all this time… They were about Charles?Her emotions swelled uncontrollably. Moving carefully, she knelt before him, her gaze fixed intently on his face. She compared his features to the descriptions she had recorded in her diary.With a trembling hand, she reached out, stopping just shy of touching his cheek.She simply watched him, quietly, taking in his features. They were so similar to the ones she had once described in her diary. A sudden chuckle escaped her lips.Even though she still could not recall the details of how they had met, she could tell from her own words just how much she must have liked him back then. O
Noelle smiled softly. "It's nothing. He probably just drank too much."Tania handed her a cup. "Here's some honey water. Let my brother drink some later."She paused for a moment before adding, "Don't worry about Ice and Glitter. Peter and I will take care of them.""Thank you, Tania." Noelle had indeed been worrying about the babies.The adults could stay up celebrating, but Connor and Nora were only two months old. They needed rest."It's nothing," Tania reassured her. "This is such a big day for you two. Don't worry, we'll take good care of the kids. Most of the guests have already left, and Grandpa and the others have gone home too."Noelle nodded. "What about you?""Peter and I will take Bran home soon, but we'll stop by Phoenix Tree Residence first to check on the babies.""Alright.""Just stay here and rest for now. Sean and the others are still partying pretty hard. I doubt they'll be leaving anytime soon."After Tania left, Noelle tested the temperature of the honey
This wedding was nothing short of spectacular. Every moment was meticulously recorded by a dedicated team, with cameras set up throughout the venue to capture every detail of the ceremony from all angles.Charles and Noelle barely had a moment to rest as they moved from table to table, toasting guests with endless glasses of wine. The atmosphere remained lively and joyous deep into the night. It was not until the early hours of the morning that Noelle finally helped Charles to a private lounge on the second floor of the hotel.Though many had stepped in to shield them from excessive drinking, there was no avoiding the celebratory nature of the occasion. The alcohol had inevitably taken its toll. After settling Charles onto the couch, Noelle fetched some honey water and a warm towel before returning to his side.Charles lay slightly on his side, propping his chin up with one hand. Noelle sat beside him and handed him the towel, but he did not reach for it.Sighing, she called soft
Sean clicked his tongue, shaking his head in amusement. "Charles, your body is here, but your heart is clearly somewhere else."Then, as if making an even bigger discovery, he gestured toward a spot not far away. "Oh, I say, Charles, this is a real crisis. See that?"With the enthusiasm of someone who thrived on drama, Sean pointed at Noelle and Grant. "I don't know, man. That guy doesn't look like he's here with good intentions."Charles raised an eyebrow, his gaze darkening as it settled on Noelle and Grant. He gripped his glass a little tighter, but his eyes refused to move away from them. Still, his words were dismissive. "He's just another big brother-in-law. That's all.""Yeah, right. Just admit it—he's a strong rival."The second Sean finished speaking, he felt an icy stare pierce through him. Charles' glare was sharp enough to cut. "Hmm? What did you just say?""Nothing!" Sean swallowed hard, instantly backtracking. Dear god, a jealous man was terrifying!"You think he's
Grant's eyes carried too many emotions—too many things unspoken. Noelle could not fully understand, but she could sense that there was something significant behind his words.The diary in her hands had to hold something important that was possibly related to the past she had forgotten. Perhaps they were the lost pieces of her memory that she had always assumed were not crucial.She had assumed so because otherwise, she would have recalled them after all these years. Besides, they had not seemed to affect her life in any meaningful way.Over time, she had gradually let go of the idea of remembering.Yet now, with Grant handing her this diary, an unsettling feeling crept over her as if she had forgotten something incredibly important—something she could not afford to lose.Holding the diary tightly, Noelle felt a strange mix of emotions that she could not quite describe.She hesitated before murmuring, "Thank you."In the end, she did not ask Grant where he had gotten the diary. I