Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife

Chapter 38 Henson liked gossips.

Bain's face turned cold instantly for Henson's arrival.

Henson smirked, "Miss Evans, I’m coming to pick you up." Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

Wendy got rid of Bain.

She then said to Bain, "You should go back now. I'm going to work."

Seeing Wendy getting on the Henson's car quickly, Bain felt even worse.

Henson went back into the car happily and closed the door.

The car drove off. Bain clenched his fists and thinking, "No, I must take real action now, or else I will

really lose Wendy."

In the car, Henson looked at Wendy with satisfaction, "You two had a quarrel?"

Wendy looked at him, "Mr. Charles, you seemed to enjoy meddling in my business."

"I thought we are friends now. And it is just a small talk."

"Sorry, I don't want to talk about this with you. I am an ordinary person. So I know I would never have

the privilege to become friends with a CEO like Mr. Charles."

Henson raised his eyebrow in surprise. Wendy didn't want him as a friend.

No one dared to challenge him like this.

Good, really good.

Henson had a growing conquer desire on this Wendy now.

Wendy looked outside the window, thinking Henson was such a real gossiper.

On the day of SAT, Wendy seemed to be more nervous than Howell.

Wendy went to find Howell early in the morning, nagging him to take everything.

Just a few minutes before Howell set off, Wendy took off his backpack to check everything all over

again. After she made sure he had got everything, she then sent him off to the car.

Wendy was pulling on the door and still saying something to him.

"Howell, take it easy. SAT is a piece of cake to you."

Howell looked at her calmly, "Miss Evans, I am OK, but you seem nervous."

"Is that so?" She awkwardly smiled, "Anyway, be careful."

Howell was speechless and laughed to Henson. "Brother, you should stop Miss Evansn now. Or I will

really be late for the exam."

Wendy rolled her eyes at Howell to release her hand on the door. "Stop laughed at me. After today,

even you want me to nag you, I won't do that anymore."

Howell laughed to them. "Just wait for my good news. I'm leaving now."

The car door just closed and took Howell away.

Wendy then seemed to realized something and patted her hand with regret. "Oh no."

Henson looked at her, asking calmly, "What’s wrong?"

"He just ate some bread this morning."

"Then?"

Wendy patted her head and replied, "I forgot to tell the cook to prepare one fried dough stick and two

eggs for him this morning."

"Why does he need that?"

"Because they together look like one hundred points, which represents good luck."

Henson shook his head speechlessly, "Just some superstitions. I've never eaten that dish, but I also

got high scores."

Wendy thought about it for a while. Yes. Henson was right. She had also got good marks without eating

the dish.

Just forgot it. Stop thinking bad things. Howell will surly have a good result.

Henson said, "Alright. Stop worrying about him. Get into the car, I will send you to your school."

"Mr. Charles." Wendy called him.

Henson stopped to look at Wendy, "What?"

"Howell is taking the SAT, so my work is done. I will move out today."

Move out?

Henson studied her and asked, "Going back to your dorm?"

Wendy nodded, "Yes, I will begin my thesis in the middle of this month. If I live in the school, I can have

more time to prepare it."

"Then after graduation, you still need to move out. Don't you think it is also troublesome?"

"No, I’m OK with that."

In fact, Wendy had rented a house, which was just two stops from the school.

She had signed the contract since the first day of the month. She had wasted the rental for a week.

Henson didn't say anything. Seeing this, Wendy pursed her lips and smiled, "I'm going back to retrieve

my luggage."

Henson sent her to the school. After she got off the car, Wendy said, "Mr. Charles, our contract has

ended. So we may have no chance to meet again, so here I wish you to have a easy and happy life in

the future."

Henson nodded, and Wendy turned back to the school with the bags.

Watching her was leaving, Henson curled his lips. Stop here? No, let's wait and see.

Wendy turned back to see Henson after a few steps. And she found his car had left already. Wendy

then pulled her luggage and walked out again to take a taxi, heading toward the rented house.

At noon, she just finished her lunch to work.

You may say the school was so big that you can't meet the people you like.

But you may also say the school is so small that you can always meet the people you dislike.

It was still the same road. Gorman and Gill were walking into the school.

Wendy acted as if she didn't see anything and chose to walk on the right side of the road to avoid them.

Gill wanted to say something to Wendy but Gorman stop her by grabbing her wrist.

Gorman cast a cold glance at her, "Leave her alone."

Gill bit her lips. "I just want to greet her."

"Remember that you owe her. You can't greet her."

After Gorman finished speaking, he released her hand and walked a few steps ahead her.

Gill clenched her fist. She remembered it.

After walking a long distance, Wendy unconsciously slowed down.

In the past, Gorman would often take her to get a rest with his bike on his road.

But now, it was Gill with him.

At the day they broke up at the canteen, she received a text from Gorman after they separated.

It said simply, "Wendy, I won't pester you anymore. Give me two more years. Then I will give you a

beautiful future."

However … They separated like this at the most beautiful ages in their life. Then how could she believe

he would give her a beautiful future?

Gorman couldn't, but she... Didn't want anything now.

Therefore she only replied him with two words, "Take care."

It was only two words, but she knew herself that Gorman understood her underlying meanings in it.

"Goodbye forever."

Later at noon, Wendy went out after work and saw Bain outside the hamburger shop."

Wendy frowned, "Why are you here?"

"To return the money." Bain smiled to take a thousand dollars out to her.

"You can transfer me the money through the bank."

"It is an excuse so that I can come to see you. Don't you really think I didn't bring my wallet yesterday?

Look, I must be the only brother who has to make excuses to see his sister. You do know how to

torment me."

Wendy sighed to look Bain. Bain stuffed the money into her schoolbag and then took her wrist .

He led Wendy to the car and opened the door to invite her in. Wendy frowned and asked, "Where are

we going?" "To a good place. You can not say no. Or I will come to wait you here every day."