The Cherished Wife



Charles raised an eyebrow, his captivating eyes locked on Noelle with a hint of amusement that was almost dazzling.

Noelle felt overwhelmed by his gaze. Gently, he took her finger and wrapped it in his hand, giving it a soft squeeze as he spoke with warmth, "I've done far more shameless things before, so this doesn't count for much."

Leaning closer, he propped one hand on the bench and slid his other arm around her waist, pulling her tightly against him. Their bodies pressed closely together, and Noelle felt her heartbeat quicken.

As Charles' face drew near, she gulped nervously. She was holding her ice cream in one hand while attempting to push against his chest with the other. "Stop... Don't come so close!"

Any nearer, and she felt she would barely be able to breathe-especially under the intensity of his gaze.

Charles smirked. "Did you just call me shameless?"

"No, no... Y-You're pure as the breeze, noble and upright. Clearly, you're a gentleman who's far from shameless!"

The more she leaned back, the closer Charles moved, leaving no space between them. Noelle felt her heart and mind being pulled in every direction. Realizing how relentless he could be, Noelle took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and moved forward to brush her cool lips against his.

A flicker of surprise crossed Charles' eyes. He had not expected her to lean in. He smiled and tightened his hold on her, deepening the kiss.

Noelle's eyes shot open in surprise. She had assumed Charles might hesitate in surprise, giving her a chance to push him away. However, Charles was not following her script.

Wide-eyed, she blinked as Charles placed a hand over her eyes. He chuckled softly, saying, "Focus, you brat."

Noelle closed her eyes again,

surrendering to the kiss. Perhaps it was the lingering taste of the ice cream, but his kiss was sweet, cool, and carried a faint fragrance. Noelle quickly found herself drawn in and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Charles' lips curved in response, meeting her warmth with his own.

Meanwhile, Peter and Tania rode in silence. Brandon, who was exhausted from playing, had already fallen asleep in Tania's arms.

She carefully wiped his sweat,

et

changed him into his spare clothes,

and finally said, "You're no

allowed

to take Brandon out alone in the future!"

Peter raised an eyebrow. "In the future?"

Realizing her slip, Tania quickly corrected herself, "You're not allowed to take him out at all. Brandon is my son."

"He's mine too."

"Peter, you're so shameless! I told you, Brandon has nothing to do with you. Stop trying to claim someone else's child!"

Peter's eyes narrowed with a fierce

ne

glint. "Don't forget, Brandon just called me 'Daddy.' And you say he's not mine? Tania, are you out of your mind?"

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"You're the one out of your mind! Your whole family's out of it!" she snapped, fuming.noveldrama

Peter only smiled. "Yes, my whole family is crazy. And my family is you."