The Cherished Wife

With a gentle sweep, Charles gathered Noelle up in his arms.

Noelle looked up as she felt the warmth of his embrace. Her eyes, which were so full of sorrow, now sparkled with a mix of helplessness and happiness. "Charles!" she exclaimed.

Noelle wrapped her arms around Charles's neck, pulling herself close to him and nuzzling against his neck like a little kitten searching for comfort. "Charles, you're here!" she said with relief.

"Yeah, I'm here," he replied. Their few words spoke volumes, conveying more than a lengthy conversation ever could.

Gently, Charles lifted Noelle and laid her on the bed, making sure she was snug under the covers. He noticed her feet were chilly to the touch. His brow furrowed with concern. "Why are you walking around barefoot? Don't you realize it's freezing out?" With a slight pout, Noelle looked up at him. Charles could not help but shake his head with a smile. "Hey, I'm not upset with you, alright?"

She nodded. "Charles, please don't go."

holding her close and

bed. They stayed like that for more than half an hour, and she did not want to let go even

a gentle sigh, Charles said, "Noelle, I'm not leaving, but you need to

to," she protested, her voice tinged with a childlike

with no other option, Charles leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips. "I'm not going anywhere. Just relax, and I'll lie down right next

taking in his words before she finally let go of him. She

not hesitate and stretched out beside Noelle. She quickly grabbed his hand and snuggled closer, her other

here!" Charles reassured her, gently patting her

tense anxiety slowly melted away, but sleep still eluded her. Her eyes remained wide open,

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