The Cherished Wife

Chapter 382

"Hey, hey, hey!" Sean protested, his normally playful eyes narrowing in frustration. The humor was gone from his expression.

"Charles, what are you doing? Don't mess around. I only agreed to pretend to be my brother this one time. You can't keep dragging me into this. Besides, this involves your wife. Are you sure about this?" Sean felt a chill run down his spine, realizing he might have been outmaneuvered by both Charles and Bob. He was irritated. "I consider you guys my brothers. You can't treat me like this!" Charles smirked, watching Sean's panicked reaction with calculated amusement. His long, narrow eyes gleamed with a hint of mischief as he patted Sean on the shoulder. "I trust you. I know you'll cooperate. Alright, it's getting late. You should head home."

Just like that, Charles unceremoniously kick Sean out.

Upon returning to the bedroom, Charles saw that Noelle was still in the bathroom, so he turned and headed to his study.

Due to the wedding banquet today, he had postponed a lot of work, and the documents needed for tomorrow's meeting were still incomplete. Charles quickly immersed himself in his work.

Noelle finished her bath and lingered in the bedroom for a while, waiting for Charles to return. When he did not, she checked the hallway and noticed that the downstairs lights were off. She then made her way to the study, where she found Charles busily working.

to turn back when Charles noticed

stopped in her tracks and walked over, glancing at the documents

replied, not hiding anything from Noelle. He pointed at the documents. "It's not finalized yet. The bidding starts next month, so I'm

gestured for Noelle to come closer. "Come

and Charles immediately pulled her onto his lap, his long arms wrapping around her. She placed her hands on his shoulders to steady herself. "What are you doing?" she asked,

almost done," Charles replied, his voice calm yet

have a lot of energy tonight," she admitted. "Maybe it's because I've been lazy recently, lounging around at home too much. I've gotten used to being

placing a quick kiss

her fingers, gently massaging the bones. "Or maybe it's because of

Charles' deep, dark eyes.