Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife

Gazing at his back, Wendy hesitated for a moment. Then she decided to say the truth. "Why do I do that? I knew she scalded me on purpose."

This answer was out of Henson's surprise; he even turning his head around to ask her with a louder voice. "Did she?"

Wendy joked with a smile. "You're our boss. Telling this to you seems like I am speaking ill of Lily behind her back."

"Cut the crap!” Henson was not satisfied. “Tell me the truth, what really happened?"

“In fact, I don't really know what exactly happened. We two were in the pantry and turning around to leave the room at the same time. Then the next minute, her coffee was all over me. But there was still some distance between she and me. So I think she did that on purpose. " explained Wendy.

Pounding on the steering wheel, Henson was furious to ask, "You know you have been bullied. Then why didn't call me at that time?"

"Why should I do that? I am not a small kid anymore. I don't need to call a 'parent' to get my revenge. Besides, if you refuse me, I will look more miserable. Even if you really come down, then everyone will know our relationship. For god's sake, I don't want to be the heroine of the gossip."

"So you choose to swallow down this grievance?"

"I will find out the reason and fight back rationally" said Wendy after thinking for a while.

"Will you?" Henson did not believe her.

"Believe it or not. That's my plan anyway." Wendy curled her lips.

Henson laughed. But Wendy seemed to have remembered something. Then she asked, "But, how do you know I was in hospital?"

"I called you before. A colleague of you called Joye answered it. Then I knew you were scalded to the hospital. By the way, she said your phone was left behind in the pantry."

"But how dose she know which hospital I was in?"

"We normally will choose the nearest one."

Wendy realized she had asked a stupid question.

Henson brought Wendy back to the Charles family directly.

At the entrance, Wendy put on a cold face. She was reluctant to get off the car.

Henson was patient. He had made the third invitation. But Wendy still refused to come inside stubbornly. "Thank you. Please just send me home or back to the company."

"Your 'husband' lives here. How would you not live with him?"

Wendy rolled at Henson, "When will you stop this joke?"

"At the end of my life."

His whole life...

ask him that "Do you

not

again, "Please just send me home or back

turned around to

about 10 minutes. Henson gave into to Wendy finally. Getting into

now. Forget about the

"Thanks."

 helped her go

was almost to forget to ask the dress thing. She pointed at

only buy newly limited

words for a while. Then she regained her sense. "It has been stained by coffee. I am afraid I can not get it as clean as before.

your nonsense. Go to change your clothes and get some rest.

saying this, Henson

 You don't need come a long way to see me

Henson ignored her words.

Wendy remembered another important thing that she had

patted her brain with upset. How could she never think straight when

Henson want back

excuse to get Joye to come to my office.

Dayne was puzzled but he still did as Henson

in his office. She greeted Henson respectfully, "Hello, Mr.

you know why

And she never expected to have the

"Sorry, I don’t know."

the coffee thing happened in your department in

Joye was puzzled.

still nodded and said,

about it."

Joye

are you sure

it with my own eyes. But there were only them in the pantry at that

yo know why Lily

hesitated for a moment, "Mr. Charles, I have a guess. But...

I just want

Wendy and

that our manager Johnson's mistress has been arranged