Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife

Chapter 101 Praise me now.

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She admired his logical deduction.

"I didn't say anything."

"But you think it." Henson put down his fork, "So, Miss Evans, why don't you like me? Am I not

persistent or considerate to you or not strong enough in bed?"

Wendy blushed once again. "Do you feel bad if you don't mention that night?"

"Hiss. Why do you blush whenever I mention that night? Tell me honestly, are you often imagining the

dirty things behind my back?"

"What nonsense are you saying! I was so drunk at that night. I can hardly remember anything, OK?"

"So, do you need me to help you to recall it?"

Henson then stood up and walked to her.

Wendy threw her fork away and immediately jumped away from the small coffee table to avoid him.

"Henson. If you keep on doing this, then you should leave my house immediately."

"I'm a man who can be persuaded by reason but not be cowed by force. The more times you threaten

me, the more brave I will be," said Henson. Then he sidestepped the table to chase Wendy.

They circled the small living room for many rounds.

Wendy screamed, "Henson, you stop quickly."

"No, I won't."

Then he leaped on her to lie against the sofa.

Wendy instinctively covered her chest soon.

Henson smiled. "I'll give you one last chance to answer the question again. It will decide you fate

tonight."

Wendy's chest heaved up and down with nervousness.

"Why do you think I am not good enough?"

"No, I don't. You're very good."

Henson kissed her for a full minute. Then he let her go.

Wendy was in a daze. She stared at him with an empty mind.

Henson's breathing became heavy. "Tell me the truth. Or are you waiting for me to strip you clean?"

"I never thought you are not outstanding. I'm just laughing that you are so confident to brag about

yourself."

"Brag?"

"Yes, you have bragged about your genes."

"Am I wrong?"

"No, but we normally would not say that out ourselves. People can praise you but you can not say it

yourself."

"I don't need their praise. I don't care about that. But... Praise me now. You!"

Praise him…

"If you refuse it now, I'm going to go on the kiss now.

" Henson said as he lowered his head.

"You are handsome. You have a good figure, as well strong working ability. Everyone in San Diego

knows that." shouted Wendy with scare.

"That’s all?"

"And… And…" Wendy thought for a moment, but she did not what to say anymore.

"So I'm no different from anyone else in your eyes now. This is why you don't like me."

Henson looked hurt.

"No," Wendy realized she might have hurt him. "I just met you not a long time before. So maybe I don't

know you too well."

Henson looked at Wendy seriously, "Then you should try to know me in the future. Wendy, don't reject

me. From now on, spend some time having a good look at my merits. One day, you will know I am a

different man from others."

He kissed on her lips again. "Do you hear that?"

Lying on the sofa, Wendy felt very nervous.

Because, she could clearly feel the change from his lower body …

"Won't you answer me?" Henson's voice rang out again.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Wendy then quickly nodded her head.

Henson looked down to Wendy's watery red lips.

He knew he should get up. Or he wouldn't really lose control.

But his body still could not move an inch.

After a moment, he lowered to kiss her lips again.

It was a soft and tender kiss.

At the beginning, Wendy was very nervous.

But slowly, she felt relaxed.

Her tense body softened too.

Henson noticed her changes; he almost going crazy.

But when his big hands touched her waist, a huge explosion sounded in Wendy's head.

Her eyes shot wide open to look at Henson.

Henson was totally addictive to the kiss.

She reached out her hands to push him away.

Their lips then parted.

"Henson." Wendy could not even catch a breath smoothly.

Wendy swallowed her saliva for her voice was now a little seductive. Her face turned completely red.

She struggled to turn her head aside to avoid Henson's gaze.

She tried to calm herself down.

But Henson gently pinched her chin to turned her face to him again.

"What do you want? Look at me to say it."

"It's getting late now.

I should walk you downstairs…"

Henson put on a naughty smiled, "But my 'bullets' are already loaded, how can I stop now?"

"But this is not right."

"What?"

"It's not right to sleep with anyone so easy to get enjoyment."

"You mean, you also enjoyed the kiss just now?"

"Henson." Wendy softened her voice to call his name with shyness.

"Da*n it." Henson cursed in his heart.

He had to control himself now.

He wanted her heart, not just the body.

It wasn't worth to scare her away for a short enjoyment.

He then got off from her.

"You turned me down once again." Henson looked at her and said.

Wendy hurriedly sat up to tidy up her clothes on the sofa. She then stood up to the door. "Let me walk

you downstairs now."

Wendy didn't even dare to look at Henson. But Henson was happy to see her like this. He naturally

walk to her to embrace her shoulders.

Wendy struggled to get rid of him, but Henson still calmly said, "I will come to eat the dinner with you

tomorrow."

"But I'm having dinner at school tomorrow."

Henson raised his eyebrows to her. "Then I will go to find you in your school. Then we can eat

together."

"Are you threatening me now?"

"I just like to eat with you. I feel relaxing with you."

Wendy hesitated to refuse him again.

"Then I have a rule for you."

"Go ahead."

"What happened tonight should not happen again for it's wrong."

Henson laughed, "You're afraid of falling in love with me, aren't you?"

Before Wendy really got angry, he naturally hugged her and said, "Okay, okay, I make a promise to

you."

Wendy's expression then turned good a little.

She stepped away from Henson to go downstairs with him.

After getting into the car, Henson rolled down the window. "If anything happens to you in the school,

you can tell me."

"Be careful when driving." Wendy just nodded to him.

Henson smiled to start the car, and then drove away.

She watched Henson leaving. Then when she was about to turn around to go back home, a brand-new

black car nearby flashed the light to her.

With the dim light from the street lamps, she recognized the face in the car. It was

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