The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Wife 43

Chapter 43

A chill flickered in Charles’s gaze as he glanced at Ronald, who promptly stood up straighter and let out a nervous laugh. “Where to now, Mr. Hoffman?”

“To the Phoenix Tree Residence!” Charles gently settled Noelle into the car as if she were a delicate treasure. Ronald could not help but stare until a piercing look from Charles snapped him back to reality, and he hurriedly got the car going. The sleek black Maybach vanished into the cloak of the night.

The drug coursing through Noelle seemed too potent. She feverishly tugged at her clothes and whimpered softly, even though Charles had covered her with his suit jacket.

Even Ronald, who was usually oblivious, could tell something was off with Noelle. However, he resolutely focused on the road ahead and did not dare sneak a peek at her. Angering Mr. Hoffman was the last thing

he wanted.

body burning up. She clutched at Charles’s hand, pressing herself against him, and her lips found his in a

him, but she was having none of it. She clung to him again and again until he finally gave up. Noelle snuggled

privacy screen, cutting off the front from the back. He let out a relieved sigh, his heart still racing from the surprise

wonder about the scene he had just witnessed. The big boss, who was usually so cool and collected,

like a little octopus, her tiny hands wandering all over him. It tickled so much that he could not help but

the firmness in Charles’s voice, she frowned, looking hurt. “You’re being mean

a bit of helplessness. He had not expected Noelle to

actions. All she knew was that she felt bad and that being

wanted to be.

were all over him, exploring his body with a sense of urgency. She pulled at his clothes, her body pressing against his as if she could not

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and intense, “Noelle, just so you