The Cherished Wife by Chweety

As Noelle thought about it, she pondered for a moment. "What was Winter doing at your garden house?"

Teresa replied, "What else? She just met up with a few people from her old clique. It seems they're planning a birthday party and will be inviting old classmates. "Since she's busy with filming and can't handle everything herself, she's getting some friends to help organize it. Don't you think she's getting a bit carried away?" Noelle smirked. "Probably." Only Noelle knew that Winter had always been like this.

This time, Winter likely wanted to throw a big party for another reason. It was because she had married Xavier.

Noelle could almost picture Winter inviting her just to take the opportunity to humiliate her as she would not miss such a chance.

Noelle was engrossed in chatting with Rowena and Teresa. As she turned over in bed, she noticed Charles sitting at the foot of the bed, though she was not sure when he had gotten there. His legs were casually positioned, with one hand resting on his knee while the other leaned on the edge of the bed. He looked at Noelle with amused interest.

Noelle blinked. "Are you done?" She quickly put away her phone and crawled over to his side. "Do you want me to run a bath for you?"

She was about to get out of bed when Charles caught her hand, his gaze darkening slightly as he replied in a low, husky voice, "No need."

coming. Just as she opened her mouth to speak, Charles grasped her hand

voice was dangerously seductive, almost lethal to Noelle. Before meeting Charles, she never knew a man could be so irresistibly alluring, making even a woman feel

a vulnerable, unspeakable side hidden deep within

swallowed as her hands pressed against Charles' chest. "Let's not do it tonight," she

try tonight? Orange or strawberry?" Noelle's face instantly flushed with embarrassment. She gripped his shirt, and

with her aching waist. Meanwhile, Charles seemed completely satisfied. He pulled back the

was usually up

an eyebrow and smiled mischievously. "Are you not satisfied with your husband's performance

punch him for

as she reached out and pinched

grinned, catching her hand and holding it in his palm, gently massaging it. The sensation made

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