The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Wife 3

Chapter 3

Trapped in the man’s grip, Noelle struggled to bre free, her body refusing to cooperate. Her vision was blurry as she glared at him. “What are you trying to do?”

“Just having a bit of fun…” He chuckled, his voice dripping with sleaze as he steadied her. Let’s go somewhere more entertaining, shall we?”

Noelle might have been out of it, but she could still sense the danger in the man’s tone. However, her whole body ached, and she knew she was no match for them. She scanned the area for anyone who could help her, but she was invisible to the passersby.

She spotted a figure approaching through her haze. Acting instinctively, she shoved the two men aside and bolted, slamming right into the newcomer. “Save me!” she gasped.

Her fingers dug into the fabric of the man’s shirt, and she inhaled a sharp, clean scent. Please, save me,” she pleaded.

Charles squinted, taking in the woman who had just collided with him. There was a flicker of something sharp in his gaze.

herself against him. Her lips, tainted with the strong

watched in disbelief. She had the nerve to approach Charles, yet

cold look at the two men harassing Noelle. “Time to leave, don’t

even know who I am? I

out a soft laugh. “You laid a hand on her? Which

stare. “Uh… Mr. Hoffman, we didn’t realize who you were. We… we haven’t

look before scooping Noelle into his arms like she was the heroine in some epic romance, “give these guys a lesson they

Understood.” A sly grin spread across his face as he faced the two troublemakers. “So, which one of you was it that touched the

let out a mocking scoff.

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offending hand as a

as ghosts, begging, “Please, have mercy! You can’t do this. My dad is a big shot at

his