Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife

Chapter 109 A war between my rationality and beastly nature.

"If yes, then I should keep working hard to break it. If no, I hope to get closer with you." Henson

answered it so quickly as if he had not needed to think about it.

"You men are really shallow."

"Shallow? What do you mean"

"If I'm short and fat with an ugly look, plus a very poor background, would you still say that to me?"

"I must say that your attractive look captured our men's attention. This is our instinct, which motivates

us to seek for beautiful girls first."

"But this is just the first step to attractive us attention. There's a chasm between sleeping with you and

get married with you. I don't deny that I was attracted by your look first. But after getting to know better

about you, I could say now, even if you become ugly, fat and short now, I will still like you. I like you

stubborn nature, as well as our understanding of each other."

Wendy looked to Henson.

Understanding... She liked this word.

Billions of people were in the world.

But few understood her.

And vice versa.

"You don't know how much effort I have tried to control myself from kissing you when we

meet." Henson caressed Wendy's hair with doting smile," And every time when we are kissing, it's

always a war between my rationality and beastly nature. Tsk, tsk, I am afraid that one day I will go

totally crazy for you."

Wendy flushed. It's so rare to hear someone expressing his desire so plainly.

After the dinner, Henson sent Wendy back home.

It was too late, so Henson did not follow her to go upstairs.

He watched the lights in her house was turned on. A figure then came near the window.

Henson then waved to her and left.

After returning home, Henson told Donald to get Howell.

But Donald did not find him in his house.

Henson snorted to make a call to him.

Soon, the call went through. "Henson."

"Where are you now?"

"In a hotel."

"Don't mention tonight to anyone. Also, don't let Wendy know the grudges. Or, I won't spare you."

"Henson, but why do you do this? Hasn't you seen with your own eyes that…"

"Shut up." Henson repeated it with a freezing voice, "One more time, Howell, I tell you that leave Miss

Evans out of this thing. Understand?"

"But if I say no."

"You can give it a try."

Howell was really furious now.

"Henson, what do you mean? Are you completely losing your mind for her? I don't believe it. You have

always been very composed at everything. You know you are doing the wrong thing. But why can't you

stop now?"

"It's my own business. You only need to keep my warning in mid. Alright, good night now."

Henson then hung up.

Hearing all these, Howell gasped for breath.

Would that tragedy from twenty years ago repeat again?

No, he could not just wait to see the Nicholson family to ruin Henson.

His chest heaved up and down with angry.

How could he let Wendy leave Henson?

This was truly a difficult problem for him. He should think hard about it.

Early in the next morning, Howell had been waiting outside of Wendy's home.

She saw him when she was on her way to buy some groceries. Her footsteps slowed

down unconsciously.

The cold eyes she had never seen before were fixed on her.

Wendy went near to force out a smile and asked, "Howell, what brings you here?"

"I have something to say with you." Howell said it with an indifferent face.

"Go ahead." Wendy was ready to hear anything.

"Miss Evans, you're from Nicholson family, right?"

"I don't think I am a Nicholson. My surname's Evans ." Wendy clenched her fists to say that.

Howell was startled for this unexpected answer. Yes, she's Miss Evans. But how could she also the

daughter of the Nicholson family Family?

They had never heard about a second daughter of the Nicholson family.

So…

"Are you an illegitimate daughter of the Nicholson family? Is Evans your mother's surname? "

Wendy didn’t say anything.

"Wow…" Howell hugged his chest and added, "I never thought Miss Evans's identity is so complicated.

But even so, you are still Ken's daughter. And then you should know we two families are arch

enemies."

"We Charles family won't have a wife from the Nicholson family Family. Besides, as you are just an

illegitimate daughter, Henson definitely would be mocked by others if he marries you. "

"Howell, you can stop here now." Wendy was no longer nervous or guilty. She was the cold Wendy

again for Howell had crossed her bottom line.

"I've never thought to get married with Henson. So you can stop talking with me in this way."

"You keeps seeing Henson. And now you are telling me that you don't want to marry him?"

Wendy took a deep breath. "I don't need to explain it to you. I have other plans, and you can leave

now."

Wendy turned away.

"Your ex-boyfriend we saw yesterday was Gorman from the Taylor family, right? Miss Evans, the men

you dated are all very rich. Dare you say that you really have never thought of marrying with a rich

man? "

Wendy was really hurt by him now. She turned around to say to him, "Howell. Please just go."

She really didn't want to talk this with him.

She needed dignity, too.

Looking her sad eyes, Howell felt somewhat guilty.

He knew Miss Evans wasn't a bad person, but he had to stop her to see Henson.

"Miss Evans, I beg you then, please stop seeing Henson anymore, okay?"

"Alright." Wendy nodded.

Howell suddenly felt depressed. Why did he feel bad even if he had something correct?

Wendy didn't go to the market. She took a walk around nearby and then went to the park.

Sitting in the park, she tried hard to calm herself down.

Her phone rang. It was from Julia. After hesitating for a moment, she picked it up, "Hello."

"My little Wendy, where're you now?"

"Stop acting, just say what you want directly."

"Heh, fine, it seems like you are alone now. Very well, then come back home now. I want to see you."

"I'm not among those women who need follow your orders."

"Don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. Wendy."

"You should not think yourself too high either," Wendy sneered .

"You…You, okay, fine. I won't argue with you about such things. I am telling you that I want to get Mr.

Charles. You must help me. "Julia Nicholson made a command. NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

"Heh, Miss. Nicholson must find the wrong person now. You should find a bawd. I don't sell men."

"Wendy. Stop playing dumb with me. I know you are with Henson now. You know your status, and you

don't deserve him. So giving him to me is your best choice." lightnoveldaily.com