Chapter Wife 43

Chapter 43 A chill flickered in Charles’s gaze as he glanced at Ronald, who promptly stood up straighter and letout a nervous laugh. “Where to now, Mr. Hoffman?”

“To the Phoenix Tree Residence!” Charles gently settled Noelle into the car as if she were a delicatetreasure. Ronald could not help but stare until a piercing look from Charles snapped him back toreality, and he hurriedly got the car going. The sleek black Maybach vanished into the cloak of thenight.

The drug coursing through Noelle seemed too potent. She feverishly tugged at her clothes andwhimpered softly, even though Charles had covered her with his suit jacket.

Even Ronald, who was usually oblivious, could tell something was off with Noelle. However, heresolutely focused on the road ahead and did not dare sneak a peek at her. Angering Mr. Hoffmanwas the last thing he wanted.

Noelle was in agony, her body burning up. She clutched at Charles’s hand, pressing herself againsthim, and her lips found his in a clumsy, desperate kiss Charles tried to gently pull Noelle off him, but she was having none of it. She clung to him again andagain until he finally gave up. Noelle snuggled against Charles with the carefree joy of a child,causing Ronald to nearly slam on the brakes when he caught a glimpse of the cuddle–fest in therearview mirror.

With one sharp glance from Charles, Ronald quickly flipped up the privacy screen, cutting off thefront from the back. He let out a relieved sigh, his heart still racing from the surprise peek.

Ronald could not help but wonder about the scene he had just witnessed. The big boss, who wasusually so cool and collected, had a softer side after all.

Charles, who was trying to regain his composure, felt Noelle clinging to him like a little octopus, hertiny hands wandering all over him. It tickled so much that he could not help but gasp and firmlygrasp her wandering hand. “Enough, Noelle!”

She pouted, her head still nestled against his chest. Feeling the firmness in Charles’s voice, shefrowned, looking hurt. “You’re being mean to me.”

Despite his efforts to maintain a stern demeanor, Charles could not help but crack a smile, mixedwith a bit of helplessness. He had not expected Noelle to be so clingy and playful. “Mean? How amI being mean to you?”

“You just are! I’m feeling hot and yucky,” Noelle mumbled, not fully aware of her actions. All sheknew was that she felt bad and that being close to Charles, with his comforting scent and warmth,was where she wanted to be.

Noelle did not care about the consequences as she climbed up and planted another kiss onCharles’s lips. Her hands were all over him, exploring his body with a sense of urgency. She pulledat his clothes, her body pressing against his as if she could not get close enough.

w.you Charles grabbed Noelle’s wandering hands, his eyes dark and intense, “Noelle, just so you know,you started this.

He held her head firmly, deepening their kiss, while his other hand trailed down her back, his toucheager and a bit shaky. Noelle’s head bobbed against Charles in rhythm with their movements.

Out of nowhere, the car swerved, the tires screeching against the pavement. Charles’s quickreflexes +15 BONUS brought Noelle into his arms, but they both still jolted forward, and Noelle ended up sprawled on topof him.

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