Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife

Chapter 46 My Charles!

Wendy's mind had turned into a paste, but some thoughts kept popping up.

Like, they were in a car. She shouldn't be so crazy.

Like, about that night, Henson indeed got benefits for that was her first time. Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

When Wendy thought about the first-time-thing, she fiercely pushed Henson away. She panted a little

and glared at Henson, "Henson, you are too good at schemes."

"Oh?" Henson looked at her with lust.

Wendy gritted her teeth and said, "Move off me quickly."

"So, you still don't want to repay me?"

"You owed me. You said I can make a request to you."

Henson laughed for she finally remembered that.

Her fair cheeks was rosy now. But she looked at Henson angrily, "Go away, you are heavy."

Henson rolled back to the co-pilot seat, thinking he almost succeeded.

Wendy hurriedly sat up. When she lowered her head, she realized half of her clothes had been

unbuttoned by him …

She rolled her eyes at Henson, thinking he was really good at this thing.

Wendy quickly buttoned her shirt and thinking, 'Bullshit Henson. From now on, I don't want to see this

face again.'

It was infuriating.

Wendy drove the car to the her community. She got off and looked at him with depression, "Thanks.

Bye."

Wendy turned around to leave, but Henson asked, "So, are you kicking me out again? I told them I

would not go back home tonight. "

"Mr. Charles. I hope you are not going to force me to let you in. I have my limits."

"My driver was drove away by you. Are you planing to send me to jail because of DUI?"

Henson did drink some wine, and Baron was indeed chased away by her.

Wendy felt even more depressed.

"I will call you a designated driver."

"I am worrying if the designated driver can drive my car well? If I get an accident, then who can take

the responsibilities? "

"Nothing will happen."

"You can't be sure. No one knows which will come first, the accident or future. After all, some people

was trying to die with me."

"It serves you right!" Wendy said at heart to herself.

Wendy now truly experienced felt this.

"So, you insist to sleep here tonight?"

"If you can find a satisfying title to me, then I can go."

Wendy turned her back in frustration, "I don't know."

"Then I'll take this as an excuse that you're trying to keep me."

Wendy immediately shouted, "I can still just call you Mr. Charles."

"No."

"Then Henson."

"I said you can just call me this in private."

"Why are you so being annoyed?"

"It's your honor to be treated by me like this."

Wendy wanted to say she didn't want the honor at all, okay?

Henson raised his eyebrows and advised, "Dear, or, my Charles, you can choose from them."

Wendy looked at Henson, wondering if this is the real him.

Wendy didn't like them either.

"No? Then open the door."

"My Charles," she said.

Henson smiled, "What are you waiting? Hurry up to find a designated driver for me."

Wendy then quickly took out her phone to find a driver so that Henson couldn't take back his words.

Before the driver started the car, Henson sitting on the back seat said to Wendy, "Have a good rest.

See you tomorrow."

Wendy was speechless. Who would see you tomorrow?

Never, we would never meet again.

The next morning, Wendy went downstairs after having a simple meal.

When she walked out of the building, Wendy saw Henson standing in front of the gate.

Henson was holding a bouquet and smiling at her.

Wendy froze for a moment.

This man was really very handsome when he smiled.

But wait a moment, she couldn't be seduced by his face now.

Wendy stopped two meters away from Henson, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to take you to get the marriage certificate," Henson said to hand the flowers to Wendy, "I

picked them for you. Do you like it?"

Wendy was speechless, "You are really annoying."

"Do you hate me now?"

Wendy got the flowers from him. Taking a step forward, Wendy then opened the door to stuff the

flowers inside.

Afterward, she looked at Henson with a serious face.

"Firstly, I would like to make it clear that, Mr. Charles…"

After she just said the two words, Henson strode to kiss her lips, "Once call me Mr. Charles, I’ll kiss

you."

"Burp." Wendy was frightened by him.

Henson pursed his lips in satisfaction for her reaction. "Continue your words."

Wendy clenched her fist and took a step back to keep a safe distance from him.

"Mr. W… Henson, I hope you can respect me."

"I will as long as you can keep your promise. If you can't, shouldn't you be punished?"

She didn't want to argue with him about this. She wanted to get rid of him now.

Wendy sighed, "First of all, I would like to emphasize again our contract has ended. So there is no

relationship between us. I don't want to make any rich male friends for it will bring me troubles. "

"Secondly, the marriage certificate is just an excuse to help you. I want Mr. Wal… You can delete my

phone number and stop seeing me anymore. I want to my normal life. "

"I just asked you to help me to solve my problems last night. But you said you hoped to get the

marriage certificate with me in front of my entire family. How can I refuse you in that situation?"

"I might say directly to you that, in this situation, I have no choice but marry you. Otherwise, I will lose

face and couldn't explain to my family members. That’s all your fault."

"Are going to drag me down with you?"

"It's your honor."

"Sorry, I don't think so. And I won't play this with you anymore." Wendy checked the time, "I've already

said everything. I need hurry to school. Bye."

Wendy bypassed Henson and left.

Henson did not chase after her but just looked at her back. Then he turned to see the flowers in the car

and curled his lips.

Well, Wendy showed him what was frustration.

Henson said in an enough louder voice to Wendy, "Miss Evans. Not today, but remember, you will say

yes and marry me in the future. We will see."