The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Wife 5

Chapter 5

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“It doesn’t matter who I am. What matters is that I’m here to help.” Charles tapped his cufflink, his gaze steady and serene as he watched Noelle.

A wave of alarm washed over her. Something about this guy screamed that he was more complicated than he was making himself out to be. “I don’t need your help.”

“Really? Then why were you here last night, trying to drink away your troubles? Your boyfriend is now your brother–in–law, your parents don’t trust you, and now, you’re the town’s favorite punching bag. Did you miss the front page of the news?”

“That’s none of your business.” Noelle’s jaw tightened. “You helped me out yesterday, and yes, I’m thankful for that.” She swung her legs out of bed and started searching for her clothes, but they were nowhere in sight. “Hey, mister!”

“Charles.” He leaned against the wall with an easy grace, watching Noelle’s panicked search. That’s my name.”

Hearing the name ‘Charles‘ made her eyebrows twitch. It rang a bell. “Are you related to Xavier?”

it’s up to you to choose to believe

for that? What’s your real game here, getting to save the damsel in distress?” Noelle eyed Charles warily,

at him?” Charles chuckled with a sneer, looking at Noelle as if she had made a joke. “Please. He’s

it’s not about Xavier, then we’ve got nothing

bitterness, Ms. Shaw?” Charles locked eyes with her, probing. “Doesn’t it burn you up, being betrayed by someone

do you really want

can offer you a kind of happiness that’s out of reach for everyone

she looked up, she found herself lost in Charles’s intense gaze. Shel was caught off guard by the intensity in his eyes. He squinted slightly and leaned in close, hist breath warm against her neck and stirring

her neck, Noelle felt a

away with all her might and stumbling back.

him, trapping her against the wall in a classic wall–pinning

was faint, a playful twinkle in his attractive eyes as he leaned in and whispered

heart raced uncontrollably. “I

is? You’re acting like we’re still in

our marriage. Charles teased, his fingertip tracing