Chapter 270
The Cherished Wife by Chweety
Chapter 270 Chapter 270 The landlord was fast on his feet, but the police were faster. When they saw Xavier looking like a mess, they did not hesitate to take him away.
Xavier was pretty drunk, but he could still think straight. The sight of two cops made him a bit more alert.â Iâm just looking for my girlfriend. Whatâs going on? Let go of me!â
âGirlfriend? Youâre out here making a scene in the middle of the night. People say youâve been hanging around here a lot. And hey, I recognize you! Didnât we just bring you in for questioning the other day?â
One cop remembered Xavier right away after seeing him like this. The other cop glanced over and said, Yep, itâs you. Letâs go.
Youâre making too much noise, and itâs late. You know thatâs not allowed, right?â The cops did not wait for an answer before they took Xavier with them. He did not want to go and kept yelling for Noelle, âNoelle, come out! Tell them Iâm your boyfriend, Noelle!â
After spending two hours at the police station, Xavier finally started to sober up. A cop noticed and said, Hey, we got a call about you causing trouble. Remember that?â
Xavier looked upset. âDid she call you? I wasnât causing any trouble. Sheâs my girlfriend. You can call her and check. Iâm telling the truth!â
âFine. Call her, then,â the cop said, giving Xavier a look. âGo ahead. Maybe sheâll come get you.â Xavierâs face fell. He pulled out his phone but then paused. âCould I use your phone?â
The cop gave him a doubtful look, and Xavier, feeling embarrassed, ran his fingers through his hair. âMy phoneâs dead.â
The police finally gave him the phone, and Xavier quickly called Noelleâs number.
Noelle had just finished a tiring encounter and was lying on Charles, feeling completely worn out. Charles gently played with her hair, getting ready to pick her up, when Noelleâs phone rang again.
Charles narrowed his eyes to see the caller ID showing an unknown number, then glanced at Noelle. She looked at him and asked, âWho is it?â
âSome unknown caller. Are you tired?â Charles pecked her on the lips. âRest here for a bit. Iâll carry you to the bath soon.â
Noelle, feeling sleepy, nodded and murmured in agreement.
Charles answered the phone, and Xavierâs voice came through, âNoelle, youâre finally picking up? Why do you have to do this?
We just had a fight. Itâs bad enough you wouldnât let me in, but did you have to call the cops on me? Noelle...â
Charlesâs eyes narrowed as he looked at Noelle, who had already fallen asleep quickly. He gently put her down, about to walk away, but Noelle caught his hand. âWhere are you going?â
Her voice was groggy, obviously still half asleep. Charles smiled softly, caressed her forehead, and whispered, âItâs okay, go back to sleep. Iâm not leaving.â
âWho are you? Why are you with Noelle?â Xavierâs voice shook with anger as he heard a guyâs friendly tone and Noelleâs muffled words. Gripping his phone tightly, he demanded, âTell me who you are!â
Charles just squinted and hung up without a word.
Xavierâs eyes blazed with fury as he glared at his phone, wishing he could make it explode with his stare. Seeing the call had been cut off made him even more upset. He tried calling back, but nobody picked up, and it just rang and rang.