Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 968

Silently, Noah and Charlotte's intimacy was fully laid bare before Ethan.

He felt a sinking weight in his chest, the pain from his waist and abdomen now pressing against his heart. Yet the corner of his mouth curled into a faint, almost mocking smirk.

"Sir—"

His assistant had just opened her mouth to speak when Ethan silenced her with a single glance.

He took the health supplements she was holding, gently placed them by the door, straightened his suit, lifted his chin, and walked out.

The assistant cast a glance at the slightly ajar room door and quickly hurried after him.

By evening, Ethan had returned home and finally called Charlotte.

By then, Charlotte had been discharged and was back at home with Noah.

In the kitchen, Noah had transformed into the devoted cook, preparing dinner, while Charlotte rested on the sofa.

He had hoped she might take a short nap or watch some television to relax, but she wasn't interested in anything. She simply watched his back, her heart swelling with happiness.

Being with someone you love felt like this—like living inside a dream.

As long as he was there, her heart felt full, and even the simplest moments were joyous.

No wonder Khloe and Nick risked their lives for each other, no wonder Winnie and Michael clung to each other even when battered and bruised. Love wasn't necessary for survival, but once it existed, it seemed to fill the soul completely.

Charlotte hugged the cushion tightly and couldn't help recalling the memory of Noah's kiss in the hospital, her face flushing as she buried it in her hands.

At that moment, her phone rang.

Seeing Ethan's name flash on the screen, Charlotte's nerves jolted.

Hadn't he already given up…?

After a brief hesitation, she answered.

"You took the day off today. Feeling any better?" Ethan's voice came through immediately.

Noah froze, instantly realizing who she was speaking with. He pressed his lips together, a subtle, complex expression flickering across his face.

Ethan, on the other end, heard Noah's voice as well.

Everything was unfolding exactly as he had anticipated. The two of them were probably very happy right now.

Ethan's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he listened to Charlotte whisper, "In that case… thank you, Ethan. But if there's anything you need, you can reach me anytime. I'm home on leave."

"…Okay, got it."

A silence hung over the line. Ethan's voice was low, tinged with clear despondency, though transmitted through the phone, it carried a deliberately restrained coolness.

The atmosphere became awkward.

Ethan finally broke the silence. "I won't disturb you further."

Without waiting for Charlotte's reply, he ended the call.