The Cherished Wife

Chapter 59

Charles‘ slender hand picked at the seatbelt on Noelle, then he smiled and said, “I hope you were joking.”

Noelle gazed at Charles, her breath catching in her throat. She could not read him, he was way too close for comfort. His presence and unique scent were overwhelming. A crisp blend of passionfruit and lemon lingered in the air, light yet impossible to ignore.

She turned away, her heart racing. “I get it,” she said with a quick nod.

She knew she was no match for Charles in this game they were playing.

Charles noticed her unease and softened his expression, “Hey, I didn’t mean to freak you out. Look, stuff happens, right? Why run from it? Face it head–on, accept it, and who knows? You might see things in a new light.”

Noelle inhaled deeply, trying to steady her nerves. ‘Fine. I’ll give it a shot. Three days, right? You promised me three days.”

lips. He found Noelle’s mix of fear and feistinessng, not the usual reaction he got. “I’m a

Noelle mumbled, “I should head

flung the door open

gave her away, and remembering how she had second–guessed herself earlier, he just shook his head,

out of his thoughts. Charles glanced

eyes narrowed, a frosty smirk spreading across

was okay, he could not shake off his worry. He had bolted from the Shaw’s and had been staking out her

endless knocking, nor any answer to the

night long.

had no clue what was going down inside. Just as Xavier was about to bail, he caught