Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife

Chapter 97 Be my personal nanny.

In late August, Wendy began to busy herself with her job in the university.

She was assigned to be the assistant teacher for 210 new students of Business Administration.

The school was bustling with noise and excitement at the first few days in the new semester.

Even with the help of the student union, Wendy was still in a rush and a muddle.

At half past nine in the evening, Wendy just left the school.

Along the way to her house, her phone kept buzzing with new news from the new students in the group

chat.

Henson's car came into her sight as she went near the building.

Wendy was really dispirited. Henson walked to her to caress her head, "Feeling very tired now?"

"Almost exhausted." Wendy smiled.

"Do you still want to do this job? I can help you to transfer to a new position."

Wendy shook her head, "No, this job is tiring but also very interesting. The freshmen reminded me of

the past. Can you believe that? In our class, I even met a girl who doesn't know how to get her duvet

into a cover?"

"So?"

Wendy shrugged. "So I guess her parents must love her very much. What an enviable life she has!"

"I mean, who helped her to get it done finally?"

"I did."

Henson frowned, "You are an assistant teacher now. Why do you have to that thing? "

"Yes, in fact, we assistant teacher are more like a nanny for the students for they will ask us for help no

matter what happen to them."

"Then why do you still want to be an assistant teacher? If you like to be a nanny, then you can be my

personal nanny, and I can offer you a good salary."

Wendy rolled at Henson. She would rather attend to thousands of students than serve this horrible

man.

"No, I refuse it."

"Why? Isn't this job better? "

Wendy lowered her eyes for a moment. Then she looked at him, "My mother's biggest dream was to

see me to be a teacher. She wished me to marry a good man and then lived an ordinary life with him

forever."

"So, being an assistant teacher is not your own dream?"

"So is your dream to be the CEO of the company?"

Henson's expression suddenly turned bad, "We're talking about your dream."

"On this point, we are the same. My dream is formed by my original family. My mother always said her

expectation on me, so that I decided that my biggest dream was to be a teacher over time. Moreover, I

don't think it is a bad dream. Just like today, although I am tired, I feel very fulfilling too."

Wendy then started laughing.

Henson felt speechless. After all, his dream was not be the CEO, which would confine him in the

company for a whole life.

"Haven't you eaten your dinner?"

"No.

I have no more energy for cooking today. So I will eat instant noodles. You'd better not eat it with me."

"You will ruin your body with that instant food over time." Henson said as he took out his phone to call

the Donald to get some food for them.

Wendy did not trouble others. She wanted to stop Henson, but it was too late for he had already

finished the call.

In this situation, her objection was probably futile.

After heading upstairs, Wendy returned to her room to get changed.

Then they sitting together on the sofa to watch TV, waiting for Donald to bring food to them.

At the very beginning, Wendy would still laugh to the jokes in the programs. But then in less than five

minutes, Wendy stopped making any sounds.

Henson turned around to check her, but she had been asleep already.

After turning off the TV with the remote, he went into her room to find a blanket to cover her.

Henson then couldn't help but lower his head to kiss her forehead. He curled his lips into a smile.

It was already half past ten in the evening, when Donald delivered the food to them.

But Wendy was still sleeping soundly, so Henson didn't wake Wendy up but carried her into her arms to

the bedroom …

The next day, the bell rang in the living room.

She yawned as she stretched.

But her left hand was stopped by something warm.

She opened her eyes to meet Henson's gaze.

Wendy blinked at him. "Why're you here?"

Henson lazily sat up. "It's not a magician. Don't worry."

"Why didn't you leave last night?" Wendy frowned.

Henson quickly moved forward to her and kissed her on the lips.

Wendy retreated her body back but the bed was so too small that she almost fell down from the bed.

Fortunately, Henson quickly grabbed her by the clothes and pulled her back into his embrace.

Wendy struggled for a while, then she got the chance to sit up and got off the bed.

"Henson, I find you're getting more and more at ease at my home now."

"So what? Anyway, you won't be able to find a man better than me. So how about marrying me?"

Wendy glanced and sneered at him. She did not reply but walked out of the bedroom to wash up. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

She had no time or mood to mess with him now.

A train of things were waiting for her to deal with at school now.

Wendy heated up the dinner from Donald as her breakfast.

At first, Henson refused to eat he leftovers.

But Wendy said, "It’s up to you. But I don't have time to cook the breakfast for you." Henson then gave

into to her.

He was afraid that a meal cooked by her would become a distant dream during the next days.

After all she was so busy.

Henson was now somewhat regretful to have helped her to get this job.

Was he making trouble for himself? Probably yes.

Before the first new class started, all the assistant teacher were called to have a meeting in

the Students' Affairs Office.

She saw the dressed Gorman in the passage near the office.

She thought she would eventually meet him when she chose to work here.

After all, his mother was the principal.

But she didn't expect to see him so quick.

This was only the first day of the new semester.

Why would he come here today?

Wendy lowered her head as if she did not see him.

Gorman also pretended that he didn't know her. He only cast a glimpse at Wendy indifferently, then he

went past her to enter the meeting room.

A few assistant teachers beside then turned to look at Wendy.

But Wendy pretended that she did not notice anything.

She knew she would be the talked about by others. After all, she and Gorman had caused a sensation

here not too long before.

She went into the conference room with the rest assistant teachers clamly.

Everyone was there, so the director started the meeting.

"Let me introduce the new faces to you first. These year, we have three more new colleagues here.

This one beside me is Gorman. He will be working in the Students' Affairs Office to take charge of all

the assistant teachers in our university."

Wendy frowned. It was a thunder from the clear sky to her. lightnoveldaily.com