The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Wife 4

Chapter 4

At the top of The Majestic Lounge was a room that belonged to Charles alone. He swung the door open and carried Noelle in. She was feeling so awful that she hung onto Charles like she was trying to meld into him, her limbs all over the place with nary a hint of elegance.

He managed to detach Noelle from himself with a bit of a struggle and gently placed her in the bathroom. Taking a deep breath, he dialed Ronald’s number. “I need ice, and make it quick,”

Once he ended the call, he saw Noelle trying to get out of the tub. He gently but firmly pushed her back down and turned on the cold tap. “Stay still!”

His voice was firm and grew even more intense as he noticed how the water in the tub accentuated her figure. His gaze sharpened.

Ronald was fast, arriving shortly with two buckets of ice. “Here’s the ice, sir.”

“Hold on,” Charles instructed Ronald. ‘Just set them down and leave, thanks.” His tone was

cool and detached.

raised an eyebrow at Charles’s unusual sternness. However, he

alone, Charles brought the ice buckets into the

uncontrollably.

up inside, feeling like she was on the brink of collapse. The icy water was a harsh contrast to that, enveloping her in a torturous chill. She squirmed in agony, but Charles’s hands kept her steady,

soon.”

lay still, gazing up at the stark white ceiling. As the fog in her brain slowly lifted, the memories of last night started

features. She flung off the covers and was relieved to find herself in pajamas,

cool elegance and

confusion. She did not know this man. As the reality

Her voice sounded so hin and grating

an eyebrow, not bothering with an answer. He strolled over, poured

water, and handed it to her with smoomand

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