Chapter 559: Dancing


    Charles’s POV:


    When I woke up in the morning, I saw Caroline peacefully lying in my arms, and my heart was instantly


    filled with satisfaction and warmth. I sat up very slowly, careful not to awaken her. But as soon as I


    propped myself up in bed, her eyelids flew open.


    “Are you awake?” I leaned over, gripped her jaw, lowered my head, and nted a soft kiss on her


    gorgeous lips.


    “Good morning, honey.”


    “You… You… Go away.” Caroline pressed her hand against my chest as her cheeks bloomed with


    color. She looked adorable when she was embarrassed. I I chuckled, grabbed her hand, and gently


    kissed it.


    “You didn’t say things like thatst night. Have you forgotten, or do you need me to help you


    remember?” Caroline blushed some more, pulled up the quilt, and buried her face in it.


    “Aren’t you going to work? Hurry up and leave!” I pulled the quilt away from her head and asked with a


    smile, “There’s a party tonight. Will youe with me?”


    “But I can’t drink.” Caroline let go of the quilt and shed me a dull look. I held her in my arms together


    with the quilt and kissed her aggressively.


    “Everyone knows that my wife has just given birth. No one would dare force you to drink.”


    When I arrived at the office, I ran into Nevaeh who was leading her team out of the building. She


    swaggered over and said, “Hey, Charles. I’m taking the team to the construction site. Why don’t you


    come with us?”


    Seeing hering over, I suddenly felt a little irritable. Why was this woman always pestering me?


    “Nevaeh, ask yourpany to find someone else to take over this project. Otherwise, it will be


    terminated,” I said in a cold tone and shed her an equally cold look.


    Stunned for a moment, Nevaeh snapped, “Are you insane, Charles? I’m one of the country’s top and


    most sought-after architects. No one else can do this project better than I can.”


    “I think any person who can devote himself or herself to the job can be suitable for the project.”


    My patience was wearing thin, and my tone was harsh.


    “You’re not the only architect in the country. As long as I have money, I can find another one. You are


    not irreceable, Nevaeh.” Nevaeh’s eyes turned red in an instant and were filled with disbelief.


    “Charles… Why are you talking to me like this? What did I do wrong? Is it because you’re married?


    When you were with Rita, she couldn’t stop you from meeting your friends. Why did you be so


    cruel after marrying Caroline? Have you forgotten how much you hated her when you were younger?


    Have you forgotten that you sent her abroad back then? Well, I suppose your behavior now makes


    sense. You abandoned even Rita for her. Why am I so surprised that you’re choosing her over your old


    friends? She is just more important to you.”


    “Of course she is more important to me. Besides, we’re not old friends. We’re just childhood


    acquaintances.” Nevaeh’s face darkened.


    After a long while, she sneered, “Fine. You want me to leave? Then I’ll leave. Good luck with your


    project.”


    Then, she walked away without looking back. When I arrived at the office, Angelina, my new assistant,


    came in with a cup of coffee in her hand.


    She was tall and slender, with a head of loose, golden curls that tumbled down her shoulders. With a


    faint smile on her face, she looked confident but not arrogant.


    Looking at her, I couldn’t help being reminded of Caroline. Her former appearance suddenly appeared


    in my mind. In the past, she liked to smile so much that the light in her eyes couldn’t be concealed. But


    now… The smile on Caroline’s face very rarely reached her eyes, which made me feel a little


    depressed. It was after she was with me that her smiles became duller and duller. I lowered my head


    as my heart ached as if an invisible hand was cutting it with a knife.


    “There is a party tonight, boss. Do you need me toe with you?” Angelina asked, setting the cup of


    coffee on my desk.


    Thinking of my conversation with Caroline this morning, I replied, “My wife wille with me.”


    “Okay. I’ll make arrangements right away.”


    After Angelina left, I suddenly received a call from David. David asked curiously.


    “Charles, Nevaeh called me just now. She said you refused to cooperate with her.”


    “What? Do you want to plead for her?”


    “Why would I do something like that? I’m not crazy. She has been approaching you because she thinks


    you’re childhood sweethearts. Anyone with eyes that work can see that. And you’ve had many conflicts


    with Caroline because of her. You know that,” David reminded me.


    “I know. And I won’t fight with Caroline because of Nevaeh ever again,” I promised in a low voice,


    holding the phone tighter.


    In the evening, I waited for Caroline at the entrance of the hotel. Although she agreed toe to the


    party with me this morning, I was still worried that she would change her mind. Soon, a familiar car


    stopped at the hotel’s entrance. Caroline opened the door and got out of the car.


    She was d in a ck dress that clung to her body, and she was wearing a pearl brooch on her chest.


    She got out of the car in a pair of shiny stilettos, attracting the attention of many passers-by around.


    When she slightly lifted her dress and walked toward me, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. She was


    like a noble and elegant princess. I couldn’t help wanting to sumb to her charm.


    Seeing that one of the hotel staff reached out to assist Caroline, I immediately rushed over and pulled


    her into my arms. The design of her dress was very simple and elegant, but she also looked very sexy.


    Her smooth shoulders were exposed, making her look more dazzling in the light. She didn’t look like a


    woman who had given birth to four children at all.


    There was a slit up the side of her dress. When she moved, her long, slender legs partly showed,


    which made people, especially men, unable to move their eyes away and want to explore deeper. I


    couldn’t me them. I knew firsthand how enchanting Caroline’s legs were, especially when they were


    wrapped around my waist.


    Noticing the gazes around her, I was a little unhappy. I immediately stood in front of her and asked,


    “Why are you wearing such a revealing dress?”


    “Well, this is how women dress in parties like this, isn’t it?” Caroline replied.


    I looked at her legs, ankles, and insteps again. The more I looked, the more annoyed I became. I


    wished I could wrap her up tightly and not let anyone see her. I took off my coat and put it on Caroline. I


    put my arm around her shoulder and walked her into the hotel.


    “Let’s go inside. It’s cold out here.”


    Caroline’s POV:


    When the party was halfway through, we heard pleasant music. The host was the first to take his date


    to the dance floor, and then everyone followed suit one after another and began to dance. Charles held


    my hand, looked down at me, and took me to the dance floor. The music was so intoxicating that all my


    bad emotions went flying out the window.


    “You look gorgeous tonight, Caroline,” Charles remarked, lowered his head, and attempted to kiss me. I


    put my hand on his chest reflexively.


    I wanted to stop him, but I ended up responding to his kiss. His thin lips were slightly cold. He gently


    licked and sucked on my lips. He put one hand on the small of my back and pressed my body against


    his. He sped the back of my head with the other as we kissed and danced to the music. All of a


    sudden, there were cheers and apuse from the crowd. I felt dizzy because of his kiss and was


    blissfully disoriented for a few moments. Charles let go and pressed his forehead against mine. He


    asked in a hoarse voice.


    “Do you like me, Caroline ?”


    “Yes, I do.” I felt as if my heart was being peeled off oneyer at a time, revealing its soft center.


    At the moment, my hard outer shell had copsed and crumbled away. Suddenly, the lights came on,


    and the music stopped. Many people around us dispersed, and only Charles and I were left standing


    there, looking and beaming at each other. When it was almost twelve o’clock, we went to one of the


    private rooms on the hotel’s top floor. When I opened the door, I heard Charles muttering, “I think I’ve


    had too much to drink.”


    I helped him to the bedside, and he plopped down on the bed.


    “Charles? Are you really drunk?”


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    “Yes.”


    “Do you still want to drink some more?”


    “Maybe I will if you give me a kiss,” Charles grinned, opening his eyes a little. I could tell from his deep-


    set eyes that he was already tipsy. He had always known how to handle his liquor. I rarely saw him


    wasted, which was why I felt strange seeing him a bit out of it. I leaned over, kissed his Adam’s apple,


    and traced it with the tip of my tongue.


    “Really? How do you like it? Like this?”


    All of a sudden, Charles rolled over and pressed me under his body. He sucked my lips and said, “I’m


    so obsessed with you, Caroline.”


    “Are you?” I said, touching his face with one hand and running the other through his hair. I kissed him.


    At this time, someone knocked on the door.


    “Mr. Moore, Mrs. Moore, your wine is here.” Charles kissed me on the neck. I pushed him away a little


    and called to the door, “Come on in.”


    Charles turned off the lights in the room. Hearing the waiter’s footsteps, Charles kissed me harder. I


    grabbed his cor tightly and patted him on the back to remind him not to go too far.


    My heart leapt to my throat. I was afraid that the waiter would see what we were doing. Fortunately, the


    waiter just dropped off the wine and left immediately afterward. I pushed Charles, turned on the lights,


    and got out of bed. I poured us two sses of wine. I took a sip and then gave him a quick smack on


    the lips.


    “Do you like it? Taste it.”


    “Yes, I like it.” Charles looked as if he was trying to get his eyes to focus on me. He pinched my chin


    and kissed my lips. Then, he wrapped his arms around my


    waist and pressed his chin against my shoulder.


    “Talk to me, Caroline, will you?” While leaning against him, I suddenly thought of our past. All kinds of


    memories flooded my mind. When we were happy, I thought that we would be like that all our lives.


    When I was in pain, I kept thinking about escaping and wanting everything to end as soon as possible.


    After going through a lot of ups and downs, I thought I had been disheartened, but Charles came back


    to me again and again.


    “Let me think about where to start,” I murmured and thought carefully.


    “When I was little, I always liked being around you. I thought you were handsome.”


    “Really? So you’ve been drooling over me ever since you were a little girl?” Charles teased in a hoarse


    voice.


    “I guess so.” I nodded and said softly, “When I found out that you promised to marry me, I was so


    excited that I couldn’t even fall asleep. I was full of hope for the future. Then I realized that our marriage


    was a deal. I got to know that you actually liked Rita. You married me simply because your family


    objected to your rtionship with her.”


    Charles held me tighter and said in a voice that resonated with guilt, “I’m so sorry, Caroline. I didn’t


    know my feelings at that time, but I do now. You’re the only woman I love and want, now and forever.”


    “I know. If we didn’t love each other, how could we have so many children?” I looked at him. He was a


    man of his word and wouldn’t lie to me.


    Since he said that I was the only woman for him, I believed him. He rubbed his temple against mine


    and said, “I love you, Caroline.”


    “I love you, too, Charles.” I turned my head and kissed him on the lips again. Charles picked up his


    ss of wine and took a sip. Before I could react, his mouth was on mine again, spilling red wine on my


    lips.


    After I swallowed some of the wine from his mouth, Charles sucked the rest that dribbled down my


    chin.


    “Don’t kiss me without my permission,” I said, pushing him away a little. Blood rushed to my cheeks.


    “No, I want to.” He had always been very stubborn and domineering about certain things.


    Next thing I knew, he was pressing me down on the bed. He took off his clothes, revealing his strong


    and well-defined figure and even the scratches that I left on his backst night. I immediately felt shy at


    the sight of it.