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!

hummed, nodding. “Good to see you’re up. Feeling alright? There’s some medicine for fever on the table

“I wasn’t running a fever.” Then she added

squinted and flashed a knowing grin. “Pretty obvious,

had saved her life. “Thanks! But, um…” She glanced down at her clothes, her cheeks warming

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

turned a deeper shade of red, and

Charles, she stammered, “I… wasn’t talking about

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

He added casually, “Hungry?”

mentioned it. She had not eaten much at

bathroom. “There’s a new toothbrush and towel for

oh

away, her hand flying to her face as she felt her cheeks

she could not control.

dashed into the bathroom and was struck by how everything screamed top–notch, from the room’s design to the bathroom’s layout. The new items on the washstand had obviously been set out by