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!

Feeling alright? There’s some

a fever.” Then she added quickly, “Did you rescue

squinted and flashed a knowing grin. “Pretty

saved her life. “Thanks!

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

turned a deeper shade of red, and she

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

clearly amused by her 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 heading

toothbrush and towel for you. Freshen up.

oh

hand flying to her face as she felt her cheeks flare up with a blush

she could not control.

layout. The new items on the washstand had obviously been set out