Chapter 232
The Cherished Wife
Chapter 232
This feeling was strange. Noelle even felt a tremor in her heart. Even though she wanted to push
Charles away, when she looked into his deep, dark
Yes, it was as if she was drawn into them. She was gently carried along by the waves of passion.
Her hands clung to his shoulders as she bit down on her lip, her fingers digging into Charlesâ arms.
It was only after a long while that she felt it come to an end.
Noelle was breathing heavily, completely exhausted. She lay atop Charles, her eyes halfâlidded as
she glared at him. However, in Charlesâ eyes, she looked more enchanting than intimidating,
rekindling the desire he had just sated.
Noelle looked at him in fear. âNo more!â she pleaded.
Charles narrowed his eyes, then pulled Noelle into his embrace. Stroking her hair, he said, âAlright.â
Though he still had energy, he had to consider her feelings.
She had only just experienced intimacy for the first time, and he did not want to frighten her. They
had plenty of time ahead of them, so there was no rush.
He kissed her forehead and gently tucked her disheveled hair behind her ear. âTired?â
Noelle nodded. âRowena lied to me!â
âHmm?â He raised an eyebrow, surprised that she was thinking about someone else after the
moment they had just shared. âWhat did she lie to you about?â
âShe said this would be addictive and very enjoyable.â
âYou didnât enjoy it?â Charlesâ eyebrow arched, his tone lifting slightly. He gently caressed her
flushed face with his long fingers as he let out a soft chuckle. âAre you saying I didnât please you?â
âNo, Iâ¦â. Noelle stammered, lowering her head in embarrassment. âI didnât mean it like that.â
She just found it different from what Rowena described. Although Charles had not caused her pain
and had indeed captivated her, Rowena had not mentioned the possibility of Charles going at it
repeatedly.
Noelle bit her lip, feeling aggrieved. âI donât know how to explain it. Iâm tired. I want to sleep.â
âGood girl, donât sleep yet.â Charles chuckled when he saw Noelleâs anxious expression, feeling a
rush of affection. He pecked her reddened lips. âGet up and take a bath.â
Noelle was indeed feeling uncomfortable. She wrapped her arms around Charlesâs neck. âI canât
move. You carry me.â
âAre you sure?â Charlesâ gaze darkened. Before Noelle understood what he meant, Charles
scooped her up and carried her to the bathroom.
Afterward, as he stood at the bathroom door and held her waist, Noelle finally realized what Charles
had meant by that question.
Noelle gritted her teeth. âCharles, youâre going back on your word!â
Thinking about how Charles had carried her into the bathroom only to envelope her again in the
bathtub, Noelle felt that the cold, aloof image of Charles she had in her mind had completely
shattered.
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Charles raised an eyebrow as he looked at Noelleâs exasperated expression. He gently picked her
up and laid her softly on the bed when they were done, kissing her forehead. âAlright, you should
sleep now.â
Noelle held onto Charlesâ hand, her eyes fixed on him. âWhat about you? Arenât you going to
sleep?â
Charlesâ eyes twinkled with a smile. âYes, I will.â
He moved past her and lay down beside her.
Noelle found this feeling incredibly strange. Originally, she and Charles had no connection, but now,
they were together. The man who was rumored to be cold and ruthless was now beside her, giving
her endless warmth.
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