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

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

knowing grin.

did not like the idea of being in debt to Charles, yet he had saved her life. “Thanks! But, um…” She glanced down at her clothes, her cheeks warming with embarrassment, “About these

said matter–of–factly. “No staff or ladies at my place,

a deeper shade of red, and

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

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

He added casually, “Hungry?”

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

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

oh

walk away, her hand flying to her face as she felt her cheeks flare up with a

she could not control.

by how everything screamed top–notch, from the room’s design to the bathroom’s layout. The