The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Wife 49

Chapter 49

s was the harsh truth about her parents–they had never really put her first.

Marriage?

If marriage was the real goal, why had they rushed to toss her into Simon’s bed?

“Awake?”

The man’s voice, crisp and icy, had sliced through the silence, jolting Noelle back to the present. She stumbled backward in a panic, crashing into the bed and collapsing onto it, her face drained of color.

Charles arched an eyebrow, taking in Noelle’s panicked dance. Had he scared her that much?

Realizing she might have overreacted, Noelle managed a sheepish grin. “Mr. Hoffman!

you’re up. Feeling alright? There’s some medicine for fever on the

wasn’t running a fever.” Then she added quickly, “Did you rescue

flashed a knowing grin. “Pretty obvious,

in debt to Charles, yet he had saved her life. “Thanks! But, um…” She glanced down at

you,” Charles said matter–of–factly. “No staff or

of red, and she bit her

in front of Charles, she stammered, “I… wasn’t talking about that. Where

raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by her shyness. “They’re probably still drying. There’s no washer

He added casually, “Hungry?”

until he mentioned it. She had not eaten much at the Shaw’s last night and

a new toothbrush and

oh

face as she felt her cheeks flare up with a

she could not control.

to the bathroom’s layout. The new items on the washstand had obviously been set out by Charles, and it sent a little ripple