Spoiled By The CEO: Why The Wife Is Kinda Sweet? novel Chapter 337

Getting a good look at her reaction, Charlie’s eyes crinkled with pleasure.

“Like what you see, Mrs. Peck?”

He asked, lifting his arm and toweling pearls of water off his hair.

Bright red, Victoria cleared her throat awkwardly and bit her lip, lying through her teeth, “Nobody’s looking at you! Shameless bastard!”

With that, she turned around and faced the other way, ignoring him deliberately.

The way she meant an entirely different thing to what she said really revealed a lot about what she felt.

Charlie’s mood suddenly improved, and the pressure that had come along with him faded by quite a bit.

He dried his hair, then took the towel off and clambered into bed.

Victoria was still confused when she suddenly felt a ball of heat approach.

She panicked, sat up, and looked at the man as he spread the blankets and clambered in.

Victoria shrieked, “What are you doing?”

Charlie raised his eyebrows innocently. “Sleeping.”

Victoria glared at him. “Don’t you have your own room? Can’t you go back there if you want to sleep?”

Charlie shook his head helplessly, explaining with utmost patience, “We weren’t married before so we slept separately. But we’re legally husband and wife now. What husband and wife would sleep separately?”

“…”

She knew it!

Huffing, she tugged the sheets inwards and growled, “Well, you can’t sleep now, either. It’s broad daylight, so what are you sleeping for?”

Charlie chortled. “Then why are you allowed to sleep?”

“I… I’m in a bad mood and I’m not feeling well, okay?”

Charlie squinted.

Then he reached over.

“Where aren’t you feeling well? Show me.”

Victoria stiffened. That had only been an excuse, she wasn’t really feeling ill.

Seeing that man reach over, she couldn’t hide it and sat up.

“Fine, fine. I’m not ill, I’m not sleepy, either. If you want to sleep that badly, then go right ahead. I’m going out.”

With that, she threw off the sheets and got up.

Unexpectedly, just one second later, her entire body was picked up and a warmth surrounded her. She’d already been stuffed inside the blankets and the man had come lying in swiftly, wrapping her in his embrace.

Victoria, outraged, snarled, “Charlie Peck!”

Charlie shushed her and soothed, “Don’t fuss. Lie down with me for a bit. I promise I won’t do anything.”

Victoria wanted to struggle, but with the man’s arms clamped around her like a vice, what could she do?

She was fuming and turned around to glare at him.

But the moment she turned her head, she came face to face with the tired bags under his eyes. With them closed, the bruised, puffed up skin was so obvious even though she hadn’t noticed.

Maybe because he really was tired. The moment he got in bed, his tightly strung nerves relaxed. Combined with the faint, familiar fragrance in his arms, his entire body loosened, and the fatigue he’d been hiding revealed itself entirely.

Victoria paused, the snaps that had already come up to her throat deflating like a punctured football.

She didn’t know where he’d been and what he’d been doing these past two days to end up this tired.

Couldn’t have been anything fun.

She suddenly felt a bit of pity as she murmured, “Let go of me for a bit!”

Then she tried to struggle again. This time, Charlie didn’t force it and loosened his grip a bit. Only a bit, though, to get her more comfortable. She still couldn’t run away.

Victoria tried several times to no avail and gave up.

Forget it!

This wasn’t the first time, anyway. If he wanted to hold her, he could hold her. It wasn’t going to kill her.

With that in her mind, Victoria didn’t struggle any longer. She went quiet for a while and said, “It’s not comfortable if you sleep like this. If you’re really tired, sleep properly. I’ll keep you company beside you without leaving.”

She really didn’t plan on leaving or lying to him.

But the man still refused.

“No. I feel better holding you.”

With that, he buried his face in her hair and took a deep breath.

Victoria’s whole spine tingled.

His embrace was so hot it singed the breath out of her.

The air drifted with a faint scent that only belonged to him; the smell of agarwood.

Her restless heart miraculously calmed down.

With a strange sensation of warmth.

The sun was bright and beautiful outside, while nothing around made any noise but the pair’s shallow breathing.

She laid there in his arms, as if time had rewound to five years ago, to those countless days and nights where he’d held her in bed just like this.

Victoria closed her eyes and suppressed a wave of sorrow.

As if noticing the emotions of the woman in his arms, Charlie kissed the top of her head with his eyes still closed, murmuring, “Don’t overthink it. Just sleep!”

His tones were light, rarely gentle.

His arms around her were strong but not too tight, simply because he didn’t want her to go.

Victoria felt an even greater surge of sadness and didn’t speak.

A few minutes later, even breathing came from behind her.

She stirred and tried to turn around, but the moment she moved, the arms around her tightened.

She could only lie there. A moment later, she called softly, “Charlie…”

“Mm?”

The man’s voice was muddled, as if he was at the brink of exhaustion.

She pursed her lips. A few seconds later, she sighed internally, exasperated. “It’s nothing. Sleep!”

The man smiled contentedly and hugged her tighter before drifting off peacefully.

She’d thought it’d be difficult to fall asleep tonight.

But, only half an hour later, Victoria had drifted off too.

In her dreams, she felt something stroking her face with a warm touch.

Then she heard the man’s low, sighing voice.

“Don’t ever leave me again, Victoria.”

Her eyes stung and she buried her slender face in the pillows, tears of either joy or sorrow leaking out without a noise.

…

It was only the day after that Natalia caught wind that Victoria was together with Charlie and had registered as a married couple.

It was the morning then, and Charlie and Victoria had gone to her doorstep to pick Joy up. Seeing them together, Natalia had been surprised, but then Victoria had explained their relationship.

Because they were good friends, Natalia had already known that Victoria had always liked Charlie, even chased after him for years.

So she was naturally happy for the two of them now that they had ended up together.

But before her happiness could fade, she’d heard that Joy was actually Charlie’s son, and the man who’d gotten Victoria pregnant and started the whole fiasco with her family was also Charlie!

Natalia was not okay with that.