The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Noelle's face turned red, and she pushed Charles away. "You're so improper!"

Charles laughed, then flipped over, placing his hands on the bed and pinning Noelle beneath him. His arms were now on either side of her.

Then, his lips curved in a smile, encircling Noelle's small frame within his embrace.

Noelle swallowed hard, feeling a sudden sense of pressure. "Charlie, it's getting late. We should..."

"It's indeed late, Nelly. You're too weak. I feel it's necessary for me to exercise with you every morning from now on," Charles said, his words layered with meaning. His narrow eyes met Noelle's directly. Noelle's heart skipped a beat, and before she realized it, she was already caught up in Charles' rhythm.

She had to admit, Charles was truly a master in this aspect. Despite having just experienced passion not long ago, each of his moves could still leave her utterly enthralled.

The consequences of such indulgence were quite severe. Charles' idea of exercise was purely confined to the bed.

of Noelle's mouth and carried her to the bathroom to clean up. Poor Noelle's soreness from the previous

lay on Charles' shoulder, looking at his profile

squinted his eyes and drew in a sharp breath. His hands were still

him, his whole body tensed, and a fire ignited in his

body stiffened immediately, and she quickly let go. "No more, Charles

his eyes, Charles kissed the corner of Noelle's eye "Alright, I'm just teasing

downstairs. Don't

Grandpa!" Noelle realized suddenly and could not help but punch Charles lightly. "It's all your fault; I

I haven't prepared a gift for Grandpa. This is the first time I'm officially

downstairs, Ronald was already there. It seemed like he had been waiting for a long

indeed arrived early and called Charles, but he simply told him to come

tragic. Ronald had been waiting since eight in the morning, and now, it was almost noon. The guy had rushed over