The Cherished Wife

Chapter 54

Charles had just seen Ronald and the others out. Coming back, he caught Noelle’s incredulous question and chuckled. “Yep, we’re married now.”

Noelle’s hands flew to her cheeks, surprised to find Charles right behind her. Flustered, she got to her feet quickly. “It’s late. I should head back.”

“Noelle!” Charles’s voice stopped her in her tracks, and she halted, her steps halting just as quickly. She turned around stiffly, a puzzled “Huh?” escaping her lips.

Charles was barely holding back a laugh at Noelle’s adorably confused look. “It’s actually morning,” he said.

Noelle’s cheeks flamed even hotter. “Morning?” It was probably the most embarrassed she had ever been around Charles.

Ever since meeting Charles, Noelle felt like her life had become a series of increasingly embarrassing moments. Every encounter with him seemed to leave her more flustered than the last.

Charles watched her, the teasing mood fading. He stepped closer and gently pushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “You want to head back?”

She nodded earnestly. “Yeah, I really should go.”

“Fine, I’ll take

okay.” Noelle quickly declined, her words leaving them in an awkward silence. Charles one to break it. “Seriously, look at yourself. How can you go home

at her outfit and felt

wearing Charles’s shirt the whole time. Sure, it was way too big on her and

earlier. She wondered if she had been looking

the

Noelle shot Charles a look of betrayal. “Why…. why didn’t you tell me?” She was a lady, after all. The staff might have been women,

the weird looks Ronald had been giving her,

about how nobody had bothered to tell her what she looked like. She had taken a wedding photo with Charles

color of a boiled lobster, and she felt like she wanted to disappear into the ground. Charles was definitely to blame. He was the one who had put her in his shirt,

of embarrassment, Charles was the

of emotions, a playful smirk dancing on his lips. He reached out, hands firm on her shoulders, trying to soothe her fiery spirit. Noelle was not having any

swift smack, she knocked his hands away. “Charles, you haven’t seen the last of