Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife

Chapter 69 A big boy who needed love.

Wendy recalled that day.

She remembered the depressed expression and his question, "Is it just because I was born in Charles family?"

Wendy turned to look at the kitchen door, feeling more guilty.

Thinking about his ask last time, his only request was to cook lunches for him.

At that time, Wendy thought he was playing with her.

However, when she heard Henson's heartbroken words and saw his sad eyes, a wave of bitterness in her heart devoured her today again.

"I am human too. Don't treat me in a different way. I also want love and cares."

Wendy exhaled to wipe her hands with a towel. Then she opened the door to leave the kitchen.

Taking the phone, she quickly got into the elevator and went downstairs.

The dazzling Maybach was still parked in front of the building.

She bent down to see him sitting in the car. For some strange reason, she felt relieved.

She went to the co-pilot seat. Then she got in and looked at Henson.

"What?"

Wendy pursed her lips as she scratched her forehead. "That..."

She didn't know how to explain it.

She thought Henson had left.

"Hm, at least you know to go down and find me. So I still mean something to you."

Wendy frowned. "You're pretending angry?"

"No at all. I was really angry."

Seeing Wendy didn't reply that, Henson lovingly rubbed her head.

"I am fine now, so I'll make up with you."

Wendy turned her head away awkwardly. "But why haven't you left?"

"I'm waiting for you to apologize to me."

Wendy rolled her eyes at him. "Childish."

"You did it first. How could you kick me out? I also have pride."

Wendy lowered her eyes to smile tenderly.

Henson said, "Don't you want to say something to me?"

"No."

"Is that so?" Henson started the car to drive her away.

"Let me get off first."

"Why should I listen to you?"

Henson smiled evilly. "Since you get nothing to say to me, then join me to have a ride."

"Hey, you..."

"I don't accept objection." Henson's voice was charming, but Wendy could not help but feel speechless to him.

She could only stay there reluctantly.

Henson drove her to the beach where she offered him the terrible coffee.

She sat in the car. Seeing the U-shaped stone, she smiled.

Henson opened his convertible car up.

The cool and refreshing breeze from the sea gently touched their faces. Henson said, "You said that your mood would be better after coming here?"

"Yes."

"I have been in a good mood too." said Henson.

Wendy pursed her lips and smiled to him, "As I said, this is a magical place."

"But it is you that makes me feel good here."

Wendy turned to look at him.

Henson said with a smile, "I only wanted to tell you I need your care just now. When I'm so angry to leave next time, it's OK that you do not pull me or chase after me immediately. But remember to find me after that for I will keep waiting for you for a very long time."

Hearing his words, Wendy felt more guilty.

This was not the decisive and heartless Mr. Charles. He was just Henson now.

Henson was a good person, who was extremely kind and sensitive.

In her eyes, Henson was more like... A big boy who needed love.

However, Wendy knew she could not give him that.

Wendy came to the company early the next day.

Then she cleaned up her table to sit down. Just as she was prepared to read her materials, Jimmy walked in.

He walked over to the Wendy and knocked on her desk.

Wendy looked up.

Jimmy smiled at her, "Good morning."

Wendy nodded expressionlessly to him. "Good morning."

However, such a simple greet instantly caused the colleagues to whistle.

Joye came in, everyone making fun of Jimmy.

Joye did not understand but did not ask either.

Just like before, Avril also invited her to the have lunch today.

Wendy thought of what Joye had told her yesterday.

So she refused, "Sorry. I brought lunch today."

Avril instantly put on an envious look, "Wow, you are really something. You actually know how to cook!"

"It's just some daily dishes."

"Then... Can I have a chance to taste some food of you?"

"Sorry, I am afraid it is not enough for us two."

Avril's face harmless, Wendy couldn't imagine she was the mistress.

What the hell was going on in this world?

Avril was a little disappointed, but she still smiled at Wendy and left.

Picking up the lunchbox, Wendy was about to leave. "Wendy, shall we eat together?"

Jimmy suddenly called her name.

Another hiss came from the office to them.

"No, I'd like to eat alone." said Wendy.

Then she carried the box out.

Jimmy about to chase out, Joye said to him all of a sudden, "Jimmy, come here, I have something to talk with you."

Jimmy stopped and walked to Joye, "Joye, what instructions do you have to me?"

Joye just got up and said, "Come with me."

She brought Jimmy to a secluded corner out of the office.

Joye asked, "What's the wrong with you?"

Jimmy was puzzled, "What?"

"So many people in the office. Why do you play fun with Wendy?"

"I just want to invite her to have a lunch." "Why her? Do you like her?"

"Yes, I do." Jimmy did not want to hide his thoughts.

Joye looked at him blankly, thinking that he must be crazy.

"But Wendy has a boyfriend."

"So what? As long as she hasn't got married, I'll still have a chance. Don't worry, Joye. I won't go against the basic ethics as a human being. I know very well what I could not do."

While saying this, he patted on Joye's arm. Then he returned to the office.

Joye looked at him speechlessly for she could not just told him the truth. If he found one day that

Wendy had some relationship with Henson, would he still dare to do that?

After taking a hard twisty route, Wendy arrived on the 36th floor.

She called Henson to confirm that his secretary had left. Then she entered into the 36th floor through the stair gate.

However, when she was passing by the elevator door...

The elevator slowly opened.

Dayne was walking out from it.

Their eyes met in the air, Wendy took a step back instinctively.

Dayne recognized her. Wasn't her Miss Evans that he was asked to investigate before?