Never Regret To Love You novel Chapter 18

They remained silent for a long time. Helen was uneasy and she was scared as Charles kept silent. Just as Charles was about to break the ice, Helen hung up the phone.

"You ..."

Charles awkwardly held his phone and listened to the busy tone. He clenched his phone tightly. He wished that Helen would stand right in front of him and ruthlessly punish her.

However, he couldn't help but think of Helen's fear of him. Although their relationship had improved a lot recently, when Charles got close to her

He could clearly feel her tension and stiffness.

"Ah!"

Charles leaned against the car and sighed. He understood Helen's method this time. Perhaps it was because she was afraid of him. While the truth was, she was indeed scared of him.

Charles could only drove home alone. Furthermore, he had to endure the torment of traffic jams. This was the first time Charles realized the suffering of rush hour in this city.

As he drove along the road, so slowly like a snail, causing him, who had a bad temper, to be furious.

Charles had already spent more than three hours on the congested road with great difficulty. When the exhausted Charles returned home, he had already forgotten to look for Helen.

When Charles was on the road, Helen was restless at home. She could not believe that she had hung up his phone. She could not imagine what would happen to her when he returned. Her body instinctively trembled. She rubbed her shoulders and remembered how she had gotten along with Charles recently. She felt that he got soft a little, so Helen decided to face him bravely.

However, Helen did not know that Charles was stuck in a traffic jam. As time slowly passed, but Charles did not come back during dinner time, and Helen's courage was gradually eroded.

Charles still didn't return home, and Helen ate a little at dinner. She felt that the reason why Charles had not returned home must be he was mad at her. The longer she waited, the more timid Helen became.

She was not sure how much time passed before Charles came out of the bathroom. He only wore a bath towel and revealed a smooth body line. However, no one had the opportunity to appreciate this handsome man.

Walking towards the big bed, Charles sat beside it. He reached out to lift Helen's quilt but failed. Charles got frustrated. He exerted more strength and successfully lifted it. However, when he looked at Helen, who was huddled and pretended to be asleep, he did not expose her disguise. He looked at the nervous woman without saying a word. Charles was somewhat absent-minded, and he remembered everything that happened between them.

From the first time they met to recent affection and warmth between them, Charles could not help but reach out his hand to touch the woman's cheek and remove the long hair that was blocking her face. He looked at her carefully and discovered for the first time that this woman as his wife was such beautiful. Though she closed her clear eyes tightly, he could saw her long eyelashes, like small brushes.

Charles stretched out a finger and gently swept across Helen's eyes. Over and over again, the softness made Charles feel fine. Gradually, some emotions that he hadn't even discovered began to spread in his heart.

Just as Charles reached out his hand, Helen thought that he was going to hit her. She wailed in her heart and thought she could not escape from him.

Just when she was ready to accept it, she felt his warm hands touching her cheeks. Finally, he stopped in front of her eyes and brushed her eyelashes again and again. Helen was puzzled. What happened to him?