Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife

Chapter 126 Reporters were taking photos in secret.

After dinner, Donald came to send clothes to Henson.

As usual, Henson stay over night at her house.

Wendy was reluctant to accept this before, but now she seemed to have got used to it and didn't think

much of this thing anymore.

She knew people would definitely regarded their relationship as an abnormal one.

But so what? As long as she knew their relationship's pure, it was alright.

After breakfast, they went downstairs together.

Just after they walked out of the apartment, Henson suddenly turned around to block her body from the

side.

Wendy was about to look up at him.

But Henson had already pressed her face into his breast.

"Henson, what are you doing?"

"Shh, someone's secretly taking pictures in the left bushes."

Wendy tensed up and even her body stiffened.

She whispered, "What… what should we do?"

Henson took off his clothes to cover Wendy's head and face.

"Let's go. I'll take you to the car." Henson held Wendy's hand tightly.

Wendy was covered by Henson's clothes and really could not see anything.

She could only rely on Henson to lead her way.

She grasped Henson's hand tightly and got closer to him.

...

After Henson helped her to the car, they drove away quickly.

Wendy was sitting quietly on the back seat. She still didn't dare to take off the clothes.

Henson looked at her in the rear view mirror. He could not help but tease her, "You're looking like a

Chinese bride now." (In a traditional Chinese wedding, the bride will wear a red veil to hide her face

during the whole wedding.)

"Don't joke with me now. I'm really scared."

"You can take off your clothes now. We have already left your community."

Wendy then heaved a long sigh.

After removing the clothes, she looked around and asked anxiously, "This is not the right way to the

school. Are you taking me to your house now?"

"There are several cars following us now. Are you sure you can escape from their monitor after I send

you to your school directly?"

"Then what can I do now? I can't abstained from work. Gorman has been targeting me these days. If I

lose all my points, I'll definitely be kicked out from the school by him. " Wendy asked Henson as she

leaned forward to the front seat with a pleading face.

"Then just give up the job. Anyway, you could have got a better job with your ability."

"No, I can't just quit it so easily. I chose this job. Even if I will run into many difficulties, I have to stick to

my original dream."

"So, you mean I should let you get off to get photographed now?"

"No, I don't man that." Wendy fell silent for a second, and asked, "Then what should I do now?"

"You can beg me for help." Henson smiled, "I have thousands of ways to solve this problem.

"

Wendy rolled her eyes at him. "You brought me this trouble, okay?"

"So, you mean you won't need my help? I am all fine to be taken pictures with you. In that case, I can

tell the whole world that you are the woman I like."

After saying that, he suddenly joked, "Yes. Indeed, it's better for me. I can take this opportunity to let all

the other men know that you are mine. And they're even not allowed to stared at you, for I will hold a

grudge to them."

"Henson, you…" Wendy felt helplessly.

Henson laughed to interrupt her, "Considering that you might not want to be exposed to the public, so I

am still willing to respect you and wait for your decision. Tell me now, whether you will beg me for help

or not?"

"Please, I'm begging you. I need your help. Okay?" Wendy felt depressed.

"Your have not done anything to show your sincerity. You know what I want."

Wendy clenched her teeth for he was evidently forcing her to kiss him.

Henson laughed. "I will count one to three. After that, I'll send you back to school directly."

"1, 2, 2.5, 2.6…"

Wendy leaned forward to kiss him on the cheek.

Henson was satisfied. "That's right. My Wendy."

Wendy leaned back to take her seat.

Now, she could only trust him to save her out of this problem. After all, she had already kissed him.

Henson drove his car directly into the backyard of his villa.

Henson said to Donald, "How many cars are at home now?"

"Seven."

"Okay, choose 6 young maids from our people. Ask them to get changed before going into the car.

Then tell them to drive to different places in different directions. After half an hour later, ask them to

come back."

"Yes sir." Donald then left.

Henson looked at Wendy and said, "You will also need to change your clothes. Then you could sit in

the last car and go out from here."

She raised her wrist to check her watch. It was already eight o'clock now.

But now, she had no way to arrive at school immediately.

She entered the villa and quickly changed the clothes from Donald.

Every other three minutes, a car would drive out of from Henson's villa.

"I think I will I be fired today." Wendy stood by the car and said.

"That's great.

You can use my money if you need."

She pursed her lips. "I'm not a freeloader."

"But I am. Can I just marry you?"

"Sorry, I don't have that much money."

"I decide now, after we get married, my money will be yours. Then I can be a 'freeloader' taken care by

you."

Wendy wasn't in the mood to joke with Henson. She just smiled but did not say anything. After all, she

had been late for school.

Henson patted Wendy on her shoulder. "Just relax. Your kiss will be worthy. I promise you nothing will

happen to you today."

Seeing Henson's confident expression, Wendy couldn't help but relax a bit. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Henson then continued, "In the evening, a driver will pick you back here. Remember not to go back to

the Big City by yourself."

Wendy looked at him gloomily. "It's all your fault. I have to find a new place to live now. I really like my

present house. It's so close to the school, while the rent is also very cheap."

Henson curled his lips. "You can look for a new place after the limelight disappears. But at present,

you'd better stay here."

"How can I stay here? Your place is even more dangerous to me."

"Don't you know that truth that the most dangerous place is also the safest?"

Wendy frowned, "Henson, are you doing all these on purpose?"

"You see through me now. But it is also the best for you now. After all, you've been a tutor for Howell.

So it makes sense for you to live here too. And my security is the best, I can be sure that no reporter

can to get in."

Henson patted Wendy on the shoulder. "Alright, that's the deal. You should get into the car and go to

work now."

Feeling depressed, Wendy got into the car and left.

She had worked so hard to get out of this house before.

Now she would have to live here again.

When her car came out, no reporter was waiting at the front door anymore.

Wendy felt relaxed. He really knew how to deal with these people. He was truly intelligent.

Wendy just arriving at the school gate, Howell walked to her.

Wendy was surprised. "Why are you here now?"

"Henson called me to see you."

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