The Cherished Wife

Chapter 73

Charles could not help but laugh and shake his head. He playfully flicked Noelle’s forehead. “Looks like I’m not really on your radar, huh?”

Noelle was speechless. She truly had no idea, and since she had not known Charles before, how could she have randomly looked up his birthday?

“It’s on the marriage certificate, Mrs. Hoffman. Try to remember these things from now on!”

Charles hauled Noelle’s suitcase up the stairs, leaving her alone at the door. Her expression was a mix of emotions as she watched him go.

She touched her forehead where Charles had flicked her, a faint sting lingering. She bit her lip, a wave of discomfort washing over her.

Everything had happened so fast with this relationship, and she was still trying to catch up. Charles, on the other hand, seemed to be adjusting just fine.

Noelle followed him upstairs and saw that he had taken her luggage to the master bedroom. She rushed in, “You know… you could’ve put my stuff in the guest room.”

took a deep

now. As your husband, I don’t see why we should

Noelle countered, struggling with the fact that they were lying on the same bed. “You promised to

eyebrow. “Yes, I did promise you time. That was for you to get comfortable

toward her with a confident gait. Noelle backed away, her heart racing as she watched Charles close in. “But…

was now right in front of her, and Noelle stumbled backward until she hit the wall, her hands bracing herself as she looked up

with one hand against the wall, seemed to have her wrapped in his embrace. He gazed down at her,

parched lips nervously.

fast for you? I’ve been taking it

Noelle’s voice wavered, on the verge of tears. The pressure was too much. “You

back, dropping his hand. “Do you really think that if I wanted to do something, I would

a mix of relief and regret washed over her as she watched him step away.