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!

nodding. “Good to see you’re up. Feeling alright? There’s

fever.” Then

squinted and flashed a knowing grin.

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

Charles said matter–of–factly. “No staff or

face turned a deeper shade of red, and

front of Charles, she stammered, “I… wasn’t talking

shyness. “They’re probably still drying. There’s no

He added casually, “Hungry?”

not realized her hunger until he mentioned it. She had not eaten much at the Shaw’s last night and merely nibbled something at home before

master bathroom. “There’s a new toothbrush and towel for you. Freshen up. and we’ll grab

oh

away, her hand flying to her face as

she could not control.

the bathroom and was struck by how everything screamed top–notch, from the room’s design to the bathroom’s layout. The new items