Wife 94


    “What… what?” the guard’s eyes bulged, “You’re kidding, right?”


    “Do I look like I’m kidding?” Ronald had adjusted his cor, “Next time, pay attention. The big boss


    does what he wants, especially with his wife.”


    Ronald gave the guard’s shoulder a reassuring pat, “You got lucky today, bumping into the boss’s


    wife!”


    The guard was speechless


    Noelle carefully led Charles away, trying to read his mood. She had attempted to slip her hand


    away from his, but he gripped it even tighter.


    Noelle bit her lip. “You’re not mad, are you?”


    Charles stayed silent, and Noelle really thought he was mad. She stopped and pulled at his hand.


    “Don’t be so touchy. The guard was right. We did cause a scene, and he was just doing his job.”


    Charles stopped. A ticklish feeling in his palm made him raise an eyebrow, amused. He had put on


    a stern face to y along with Noelle. Turning to her, he had said, “But you thought I should


    apologize?


    Noelle bit her lip, feeling cornered. She had not expected Charles to take it so hard. Someone like


    him


    had probably never had to apologize before! Did him apologizing wound his pride? “Hey, it’s not like


    anyone else knows about it!”


    “Isn’t Ronald somebody?”


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    Charles’s voice was icy, distant, “You know, I’m not a fan of apologizing.”


    “Okay, okay. It’s my fault, happy now? Ronald works for you. He wouldn’t dare spill the beans,


    right?” Noelle retorted. “We were in the wrong, you know…”


    Charles could not suppress a chuckle at Noelle’s panicked state.


    Realizing she had been duped, Noelle’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment. “Oh, so I’m just a


    pushover to you, huh?”


    She wriggled free and pinched Charles’s arm hard. “How could you?”


    Charles winced and inhaled sharply. Noelle’s concern red. “Too hard? I didn’t think I pinched that


    much.


    Does it hurt?”


    She reached for his sleeve, but Charles wrapped his arms around her instead. “I’m fine, really.”


    Encircled by Charles’s arms, Noelle’s heart skipped erratically. The sensation was new and


    confusing, a mix of wanting to pull away, yet draw nearer.


    He smelled amazing, a crisp blend of lime and orange that was both invigorating and soothing.


    Noelle had never thought a man could smell so good. She was drawn close, her head gently


    pressed against his chest.


    Noelle’s cheek was glued to his chest, feeling the steady drum of his heartbeat echo her own. Her


    face flushed, hands bracing against Charles’s torso, she stammered, “What are you doing? There


    are so many people here. Let go of me!”


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    Attempting to wriggle free, with cheeks burning, Charles’s firm hand guided her head back to his


    chest.” Stay stili.”


    His voice was a low rumble, and his scent enveloped her, freezing her in ce, her body tensing.


    “What’s up?”


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