Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife

Chapter 115  Are you crazy?

Howell lowered his eyes. After hearing Wendy's story, he felt somewhat guilty.

Wendy turned around to get out from Henson's arms.

She then said to Howell, "I'm not saying this to you not for your pity. I just hope you won't hate me for

the Nicholson family, for you don't know I also hate them."

"In front of you and Henson, I can promise you not to see Henson again. But I still don't want bear the

hatred that shouldn't belong to me. After all, I did nothing bad to you and your family."

Henson's face turned bad. How could this woman still say this to him now?

Was he really of little importance to her?

Howell looked up to see Henson's angry face helplessly. Then after having a look at Wendy, he turned

around and left without saying nothing.

"You can also leave now." Henson said to the Donald.

Donald then left.

Wendy sighed but still did not notice Henson's angry face.

"I'm done eating. And I want to go back home now."

She said to look at Henson.

However, before she could see Henson's expression clearly, Wendy had been tightly hugged by

Henson. Then a kiss landed on her lips.

No, it was not a kiss, you may call it as a bite.

He bit her lips hard.

Wendy reached out a hand to thumped his shoulder for pain.

Henson then released her. "Henson, are you losing your mind?" Wendy stomped her feet to shout at

him.

"Not see me again? Hmm?"

Wendy moved her gaze away.

"Speak. Do you really mean it?" Henson was in a bad mood.

"Yes." Wendy lowered her eyes.

Henson kisses came just after she finished the answer.

This time, he punished her harder.

His hands restlessly touched her body up and down.

"Henson, don't do this." Wendy patted Henson.

"Won't see me again?"

Wendy looked at him, unwilling to say the answer.

She knew if the answer was still a 'yes', Henson may go further to show his anger to her.

"Speak."

Henson pinched her chin and raise her head to meet his gaze. "Yes, or no. If you don't answer now, I'll

carry you upstairs to my bedroom."

"Henson, I…"

"Yes, or no.

"

Wendy clenched her fists. "No." A wise woman knows when to retreat.

Henson smiled and said, "I thought you would be stubborn to the end."

"What good can I get in that way? And can you release me now? "

Henson lowered his head to kiss Wendy's lips shortly, then he released her.

"Come to eat with me."

"But I want to go home now. I'm tired for the long drive."

"I'll send you home after the meal."

He didn't ask her to stay here; Wendy felt slightly relieved.

After eating, Henson really sent her back home directly.

But when she arrived at the door, she suddenly found her keys were unable to unlock the door

anymore.

Wendy tried many times, but to no avail.

Standing with his arms crossed beside Wendy, Henson watched at this for a while, then he took out a

key calmly to open the door.

What's going on now? Wendy was helpless to see this.

"Why could your key unlock my house?"

Henson gently patted the doorknob. "Don't you find that this lock is new?"

An answer suddenly dawned on her. "You have changed my lock? This is not my house, you know? I

just rented it. Henson, are you crazy? "

Crazy?

Henson's eyes became strict, thinking Wendy was really growing less and less afraid of him now.

His face them came close to hers.

"Then, do you know the crazy won't be punished by laws in some crimes?"

Wendy frowned. "You… What do you mean?"

"Like, If I am a crazy people to r*pe you, I won't be punished, I guess."

Henson said to open the door with one hand and pulled Wendy into the house with the other hand.

Wendy suddenly get rid of his hands and hugged the door tightly. "I mean, you should not have

changed the lock without other's permission."

"Are you 'other's'? You are my woman."

Henson pointed to the next door and asked, "Are you sure you want to have that talk with me at the

door?"

Wendy doesn't want to embarrass herself too.

So she let go of the door and went inside.

After closing it, she still leaned against the door with a calm expression. "Let's first agree a rule here

that we should convince each other with reason not strength this time."

Henson laughed for Wendy's carefulness. He then turned to walk to the living room.

But when she caught up with him, she was surprised by the changes in it.

She furrowed her brows to see the new furniture in the house.

"You... did this? "

"Your old sofa is too hard and uncomfortable. Your old coffee table and the bed are also too small to

turn over. So I changed them all."

Hearing he talking about the bed, Wendy hurriedly ran to the bedroom.

Heh, this new bed was really big enough now.

However…

"But how could you just do all these things without telling me?"

"I did want to tell you in advance. But when I came to find you, you had already ran away."

"I did not. I just go to see Judy to spend the vocation."

"If I remember correctly that, your message said you wanted to cut off all ties with me."

"I…" Wendy did not know how to answer this.

Henson nudged Wendy away lightly to walk into the bedroom.

"Do you want to have a try now?" Henson lay down on the bed to pat the place beside him.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Wendy frowned to turn around, then she went back to the living room to sit on the sofa.

She had a headache for Henson. When would he lose his interest in her?

Then during the rest vocation, Henson spent all the time with her at her house.

It's the first time for her to know that Henson could be so domestic.

On the first school day after vocation, Howell brought a big problem to her.

She was busy in the office, then the door was suddenly pushed open.

Gorman went inside with a cold face.

Everyone was very surprised to see him in the office at that time.

"Miss Evans, please come out with me now." Gorman's gaze landed on her.

After putting down her pen, Wendy stood up to follow him to go out of the office. "Mr. Taylor. What

happened?"

"Come to the police station with me now."

"What for?" Wendy wondered.

"Heh, some of your students injured a sophomore from the foreign language faculty while playing

basketball. He called the police. And all your students are detained in the police station now."

"Wait for a moment. I need go back to get my bag first." Wendy suddenly became anxious.

After grabbing her bag, she left the school with Gorman hurriedly.

Arriving at the police station, Wendy immediately saw Howell was on a chair talking with a policeman.

Beside him sat four boys in the same basketball uniforms.

They were all her students.

Gorman looked at Wendy coldly.

Wendy then walked to Howell.

Howell felt that someone was coming near to him. So he turned around to see

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