Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife

Seeing her swollen feet, Henson was unhappy. "Why don't you know how to wear high heels? You are a women."

"You kiss a strange woman twice a night. How could you do that? You a man, gentleman."

Henson raised his eyes to her. His gaze was full of danger, "Strange?"

"Ye… Yes, are we familiar with each other? " Thinking that only they were in the car now, Wendy felt a little scared for some reason.

"Except your father, is there another man who could be more familiar with you than me? You must know, I'm your first man to go deep in your…"

Before Henson could finish, Wendy had already instinctively covered his mouth.

The moment she touched his lips, she felt regretful.

Feeling really embarrassed, Wendy retracted her hand. "We agreed to forget that matter before."

"Yes. I'm just showing you how familiar we are."

She was embarrassed again.

Then how could say

"Wendy Evans."

But Henson knew her

I don't

never call

it does not mean I have no

me. Then how could you know …? Oh, yes. You saw my principal yesterday. You must know it from her.

for tutor, and

knew many people like boasting, but among them, Henson was the

lips in disdain

ordered, "Go to the

"Yes."

say something, but Henson added, "You can't say

just wanted to thank him. After all the

Bain say to you that make you

was silent and

"Speak."