All Chapters of The Cherished Wife: Chapter 1391 - Chapter 1400

Shirley left, fleeing in utter disarray. She admitted to herself that she completely fell apart in facing Noelle.Compared to Kelly, Noelle was undoubtedly the colder and more ruthless one. Shirley could not fathom how someone could separate emotions from reason so efficiently.After stumbling out of the hospital, Shirley wandered aimlessly along the streets. She did not know where she wanted to go or where she could even go. Despite the vastness of the world, there was not a single place for her.Suddenly, a car stopped in front of Shirley. A man fixed his gaze on her wandering figure inside of it."Sir?"Grant stared at Shirley with a faint smirk playing on his lips. "Stop the car."The car stopped about 300 feet ahead of Shirley. The door opened, and the man stepped out, his long legs moving forward with precision.Grant adjusted the buttons on his suit jacket and glanced down toward Shirley, who was still staggering forward. Kresten followed behind him, saying, "Sir, the CEO

Grant massaged his temples, looking visibly annoyed. He grabbed Juliet's wrist firmly and cast a cold glance back at Shirley and Kresten. "Kresten, take Ms. Jones to my father's room and make sure she stays there. She's not to leave without my permission.""Understood, sir!" Kresten responded promptly.Grant did not let go of Juliet's hand as he pulled her along. She raised an eyebrow as a sly smile tugged at her lips. She said theatrically, "Oh, so that old woman isn't your new flame! You should've said so earlier! I got jealous for no reason. I was so sour it nearly killed me!""Shut up!" Grant barked, his patience visibly waning."But I missed you so much! It's been forever since I last saw you, and you know what they say—absence makes the heart grow fonder. Didn't you miss me, Mr. Grant?""Juliet!" His voice was sharper now."Why are you so mad, Mr. Grant? I admit that I stayed away these past few days to test you. I never expected you to be so—""If you call me 'Mr. Grant'

Kelly reluctantly stepped out of the room, her expression filled with resentment as she cast one last glare at Shirley.Grant noticed her attitude and, after ensuring the door was securely closed, turned to Kresten. "Stand guard here. Without my permission, no one is allowed to enter or leave."Grant then led Kelly to her room. When they entered, they saw Seth already asleep. He turned his cold gaze to Kelly. He then sat down with an imposing presence that made the air feel heavy.Kelly fidgeted under his scrutiny, her anxiety growing."Go on. Didn't you have plenty to say earlier?""Why did you bring that woman back here?" Kelly's voice trembled with confusion and frustration.Grant met her eyes calmly. "Dad is coming to see her today. Does that answer satisfy you?"Kelly's face turned pale at his words. Grant stood, looking down at her. "Until he arrives, you are not to see her. Afterward, whatever you decide to do is your business. I won't interfere."With that, Grant left w

Sean nodded. "Alright, please have a seat first."Charles helped Noelle settle into a chair before turning his attention to Sean, who began, "My Uncle Harrison seems to have had some misunderstanding with Shirley. I don't know the full story of what happened earlier at the house. What I do know is that my uncle was injured in his younger days—stabbed near the heart."Although the blade didn't hit any vital organs, the heart is a delicate area." Sean pinched the bridge of his nose, his voice heavy."You heard what the doctor said earlier. He underwent a heart transplant years ago. He probably doesn't have much time left."Sean glanced at Noelle with a somber expression. "I think that's why Uncle Harrison is so adamant about reconnecting with you."Noelle's lips trembled as she processed his words. She had thought herself indifferent toward this man, but hearing Sean's explanation struck a deep, unexpected chord. After a moment of struggle, she managed to ask, "What do you mean? He…

Fran answered immediately, but Harrison's first question took him by surprise as it concerned Shirley. He replied, "Sir, your condition was critical yesterday. I was only focused on you and didn't see where Ms. Shrill went."Harrison's gaze darkened. "Find her immediately. If you can't, don't bother coming back."He hung up the phone, only to meet Noelle's calm gaze. Her expression was serene, but the stillness in her eyes carried an unsettling weight.Harrison shifted uncomfortably under her gaze, feeling inexplicably flustered. "Um…""Can I ask you something?" Noelle broke the silence."Of course. Ask away!" Harrison set the phone down. "Whatever you want to know, I'll tell you."Noelle smiled faintly. "Don't make promises so quickly. What if it's something you can't fulfill?"Harrison froze at her smile. It reminded him too much of a young Shirley. He tugged at the corners of his lips, forcing a weak smile. "You look so much like her when she was younger."Noelle's smile fad