The Cherished Wife (Noelle and Charles) novel Chapter 342

Afterward, Charles carried Noelle into the bathroom to bathe. Once out, Noelle had no energy left to ask about Annie. She fell asleep almost immediately.

With a smile in his eyes, Charles gently laid Noelle on the bed and then went to his study.

Ronald had sent updates punctually, reporting that there was little activity from Kerlsberg lately. Charles rubbed his chin, instructing Ronald to pull their people back and relax their vigilance toward Kerlsberg for the time being.

Finally, he added an afterthought to his instructions.

When Noelle woke up the next day, she felt entirely off. Her whole body ached as if she had been disassembled, lacking any energy.

The sunlight streamed in, fully waking her brain. She opened her eyes wide, thinking for a moment before getting up.

"Awake?"

Charles' voice came from the doorway. Noelle blinked and then threw off the covers. "Why didn’t you wake me up!" She glanced at the time—it was already past eight. "Aren't you going to work today?"

"No rush." Charles was leisurely. He walked over and tidied Noelle's messy hair. "Do you remember what I told you last night?"

Noelle squinted, thinking for a while. "What did you say last night?" She only remembered discussing Annie with Charles, but then Charles had started to touch her, and then they...

Recalling this, Noelle glared at Charles. "You kept distracting me while I was talking to you!" she accused, feeling dissatisfied. "What did you actually say?"

Charles whispered softly in her ear, "Come to the company today, okay? Do you remember?"

"Wait." Noelle grabbed Charles' hand. "Um... I haven't even submitted my resume!"

"Ronald already took care of that for you. You're scheduled for an interview today!" Charles thought she had some major concern, but it was just this.

"All you need to do is prepare yourself."

After finishing breakfast, it was almost 9:30 am. Noelle got into Charles' car, and as they drove, she suddenly thought of something. "Which department did you submit my resume to?"

"The project department," Charles said, glancing sideways at Noelle. "Just start there. You were in the project department at Frotconn, right?"