Wife 4
At the top of The Majestic Lounge was a room that belonged to Charles alone. He swung the door
open and carried Noelle in. She was feeling so awful that she hung onto Charles like she was trying
to meld into him, her limbs all over the ce with nary a hint of elegance.
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He managed to detach Noelle from himself with a bit of a struggle and gently ced her in the
bathroom. Taking a deep breath, he dialed Ronald’s number. “I need ice, and make it quick,”
Once he ended the call, he saw Noelle trying to get out of the tub. He gently but firmly pushed her
back down and turned on the cold tap. “Stay still!”
His voice was firm and grew even more intense as he noticed how the water in the tub entuated
her figure. His gaze sharpened.
Ronald was fast, arriving shortly with two buckets of ice. “Here’s the ice, sir.”
“Hold on,” Charles instructed Ronald. ‘Just set them down and leave, thanks.” His tone was
cool and detached.
Ronald raised an eyebrow at Charles’s unusual sternness. However, he kept his thoughts to himself
and left as told.
Once alone, Charles brought the ice buckets into the bathroom.
Noelle was submerged in the icy water, her body shaking uncontrobly. Her mind was still foggy,
and Charles’s expression was grim.
Noelle was burning up inside, feeling like she was on the brink of copse. The icy water was a
harsh contrast to that, enveloping her in a torturous chill. She squirmed in agony, but Charles’s
hands kept her steady, and his voice cut through the haze. “Hang in there. It’ll pass
soon.”
Noelle’s eyes fluttered open, her body feeling sore and like it had forgotten how to function. Shey
still, gazing up at the stark white ceiling. As the fog in her brain slowly lifted, the memories ofst
night started to y like a movie in her head.
Her face drained of color as panic flickered across her features. She flung off the covers and was
relieved to find herself in pajamas, untouched. Still, that aching… where did ite from?
“You’re awake?” A chilly voice cut through the silence, and Noelle’s head whipped toward the door.
There she saw a man d in cool elegance and fancy threads who was obviously not your average
Joe. His face was so drop–dead gorgeous that even a beauty queen would swoon at him.
Noelle’s brow creased in confusion. She did not know this man. As the reality of her situation
hit her, she bluted out, “Who are you?” Her voice sounded so hin and grating that it scared her. The
words came out as a dry, quacking mess.
Charles arched an eyebrow, not bothering with an answer. He strolled over, poured her a
ss of water, and handed it to her with smoomand elegant hands.
Note was taken aback for a second but then grabbed the ss, downing the water with am
eagerens That Sordered or uncouth, Chce the ss was empty, the eyed Charles sungutusy. “Kee
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ellie’s face and of color what are you talking about?”
“There are many versions of your story. Wiget one du you want to hear?”
“Who are you ready? And what do you want from me?