Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife

Chapter 114 Willing to be a snail.

"Da*n Gorman! Why couldn't he just go to die?" Judy was furious to hear this.

She then sidestepped the table to sit beside Wendy with a rare serious face. "Wendy, you must know

that not all the men are like Gorman. And you can not just give up marriage. This is wrong."

"No, I have never thought to be be single in my life. I would fall in love with someone and get married

with him. But I won't be that hasty anymore. If I get cheated by a man again, then I'm afraid I'm really

going to be alone forever."

"I don't believe Henson now. He's too outstanding to just love me for the entire life. Yes maybe he's

currently obsessed with me. But I don't know how long it will last. And I think one day in the end,

Henson will get tired of me and let me go."

"Do not you think it is a pity to miss him?"

"No, when you are afraid of love, you won't pity at all. I'm more willing to be a snail than being hurt in

this thing. When you're afraid, you can retreat yourself into the nest. It's very good."

Judy sighed. She really wanted to beat Gorman up now.

"Oh, by the way, Judy. After tomorrow, I have to return to the San Diego." Wendy remembered the deal

with Henosn.

"Why? Why not stay here for a few more days as we said? "

"Henson said to come take me home that day. He is bossy to make the decision."

Judy frowned to hear this. But she still said, "I really hope that this bossy man can love you for the

whole life. Then you two can have a happy life so as to anger Gorman to death."

"It's... very hard."

Thinking of Howell's cold eyes, she knew the grudges between the two families were not that simple to

deal with.

Henson and she probably liked a flying bird and a swimming fish. And they won't work.

Around ten in the morning at the third day here, Henson really came back to the hotel to bring her back

to the San Diego.

It was already half past one when they arrived at the Charles family Villa.

Wendy felt a little uncomfortable.

"Go and find Howell." Once they returned to the living room, Henson immediately made an order to

Donald.

"Yes, sir.."

"Why are you looking for him?" Wendy looked at Henson nervously.

"I said that he should apologize to you."

"Don't do that. I don't need that. He is just a child to me. And in fact, he just said something truth to me.

If you force him to apologize to me now, you will be making trouble to me."

"He is 19 years old. He is an adult now, not a child anymore."

"But…"

"He did the wrong thing. why are you so nervous?" Henson pulled Wendy to the table. "Let's eat first."

Wendy felt unsettled.

Eating?

She wasn't in the mood.

Howell was invited by Donald to the living room.

Seeing Wendy, Howell arrogantly raised his head to her.

Wendy had seen him show this expression to his classmates.

A cold and distant face.

"Henson. I am here now."

"Miss Evans was invited by me to come back here. Don't you think you should say something to her?"

asked Henson.

Howell's gaze landed on Wendy's face.

Wendy hadn't done anything with Henson, but why did she feel so shameful and guilty?

"Miss Evans, what do you think? Aren't you a teacher now? How about you teach me this question? "

Henson immediately burst into angry.

He slapped the fork onto the table. "Howell Charles."

Seeing this, Howell's sharp eyes dimmed a little.

He calmed himself down a little. "Henson, I'm not joking. I really do not know what I should say to Miss

Evans. Anyway in your eyes now, Miss Evans's identity is not important to you at all."

"Even if I have done the right thing, you will still felt that I am wrong. I ordered her to leave you, but I

didn't ask her to leave this city."

"She knew that you would find her, but she still ran away from this city to bring trouble to me. So I really

don't understand why I have to apologize to her on this thing? You like the daughter of our enemy, so I

should remember the grudges of our families, right?

"Shut up." Henson looked at Howell coldly and said, "Tomorrow, I will have Donald send you abroad.

Get lost!"

"Henson…"

"There's no need for you two to hate each other like this.

" Wendy stood up to say.

"I don't need your fake kindness." Howell looked at Wendy.

"Howell!" Henson roared at Howell in anger. Even he won't scold Wendy. How could he speak with her

in this impolite way?

Wendy turned to look at Henson and shook her head. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

She walked in front of Howell. "Howell, before the death penalty, even the prisoners will have a chance

to complain for himself, right? I want to have a talk with you. Do you want to listen to me now?"

Howell looked at Wendy and frowned.

To be honest, he did not hate Miss Evans. But she was from the Nicholson family.

"What do you want to say?"

"I just want to tell you my story. Yes, I am Ken's illegitimate daughter. But I have never thought myself

as a Nicholson. If possible, I really hope I have nothing to with them.“

”I have never spent a single cent of the Nicholson family's or called Ken father. In the Nicholson family,

I was hated by Julia and her mother. Whenever I appeared in the house, they would have a quarrel

with me soon. Of course, I don't want a family member like them, nor did they. In fact, they never

admitted my existence before."

"I hate Nicholson family not only because Ken had made me an illegitimate daughter, but also

because… he and his wife hurt my mother. My mother… was a good person. She was just too young to

be blinded by love and made a wrong choice."

"She could have abandoned me to start a new life. But she didn't. For her whole life, she had been

stuck between the Nicholson family and me. So in the end… "

Wendy was silent for a moment. Then she said bitterly, "The Nicholson family said my mother killed

herself because of depression. But I know she was hounded by Nicholson family to death."

She looked at Howell, trying her best to hold back her sorrowful feeling. Wendy pursed her lips and

smiled lightly to continue her words, "Howell, can you imagine an bold adult like me will be afraid of the

stormy nights? Because it was on a stormy night that I saw my mother in the bathroom…"

"Enough," Henson got up and walked to her from the behind. He then pulled Wendy into his embrace,

"Enough, Wendy. You can stop talking now."

Henson looked at Howell sternly.

This was the first time for Howell to see such a cold Henson.

"No one needs to tell you their scars and explain everything to you. Howell, you should stop being so

self-willed." lightnoveldaily.com