The Cherished Wife (Noelle and Charles) novel Chapter 178

Noelle ruffled her hair, feeling bashful after hearing Charles praise her. “Rowena taught me that. I think I’ve told you this before, but Rowena works as a reporter!”

“Indeed. You’ve got a wonderful friend!” Charles said as he nodded. “Alright, since you’re awake, why don’t you go wash up and give your friend a call? She was extremely worried about you last night!”

“Oh, right, I nearly forgot. Rowena must be worried sick!” Noelle said as she hurriedly tried to locate her phone. “Charles, have you seen my phone?”

“It’s on the bedside cabinet!” Charles rarely saw Noelle this flustered and could not help but shake his head as he said, “Don’t panic. Who knows? She might not even be awake yet!”

Despite saying that, he did not stop Noelle. After taking a quick shower, he changed into some loungewear before heading downstairs.

It was only then that Noelle realized she must have spent the night in the same bed with Charles.

Noelle instinctively bit down on her lip, and she turned to the mirror on the vanity to take a quick look when she felt her lips stinging slightly. She got a fright when she looked at herself. Her lips were bright red and swollen.

Noelle touched her lips as Rowena’s sleepy-sounding voice rang out from the other end of the line. “Who is it? Who dares awaken me from my slumber? Do you know you’ll get struck by lightning for interrupting someone while they’re sleeping?”

Rowena’s low voice was tinged with immense displeasure, and that jerked Noelle out of her reverie as she answered, “Struck by lightning? The sun is already hanging high up in the sky, Rowena.”

“Noelle?” Rowena immediately jolted awake and bounded up in bed as her eyes widened. “Damn it, girl, you finally called! Do you know how scared I was when you disappeared last night?!”

Rowena was truly terrified. Although Charles had promised over and over again that Noelle would be alright, she was still worried. “How are you?”

Noelle and Rowena had spent so long talking on the phone that Charles was already done making breakfast by the time she washed up and headed downstairs.

The fragrant aroma found its way into Noelle’s nose when she headed downstairs, and a glimmer appeared in her eyes. “It smells wonderful!”

“Are you hungry? Come have something to eat!” Charles waved a hand and beckoned for Noelle to come over. However, a wave of awkwardness washed over Noelle then as she recalled how the two had woken up in the same bed that morning and how much her lips hurt.

Noelle instinctively looked at Charles, and upon noticing he had a small injury on the corner of his lips as well, she looked down and pursed her lips.

“What’s the matter?” Charles asked, noticing Noelle’s lack of enthusiasm as he placed the food on the table. “Did the call go badly?”