Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife

Wendy felt a little reluctant.

After an hour and a half, they reached the resort.

His car coming to a stop, two rows of waiters greeted them respectfully along the path.

"Mr. Charles. Your brothers and relatives have arrived."

"OK, I got it." Henson coldly replied. Then he walked towards Wendy.

He reached out to take her hand. With the astonished gazes from the crowd, they walked into this isolated villa by the lake.

Wendy was a little awkward. She turned her head to Henson and whispered, "Isn't it just a small vacation? Why do you need to make such a big scene?"

"What do you mean?"

“Waiter waiting along both sides to greet, it is too much. Don't you think so?"

Henson smiled, "Then why do you think we should spend so much money here? We just want enjoy ourselves here. The clean air as well as the good services. I have paid for that."

"This's really the world for you rich people. I can not get your feelings. To a common people like me, a travel would just mean some good local food by the street and some local specialties after going shopping. About the service, I have no idea."

Henson looked at her and said, "Then you can get used to it from now."

As they spoke, they had already arrived at the gate of the villa.

Mason and Howell were sitting on the chairs, fishing by the lake.

Daisy was sitting between them.

Hearing their footsteps, they all turned around.

Howell waved his hands. "Henson, Sister Wendy, come here quickly. Mason and I are in a competition now."

The waiter brought Henson's small luggage into the villa.

Henson took Wendy's hand and walked over to them.

Seeing the crossed hands, Daisy's gaze froze. Then she turned her sight away.

Wendy nodded to them, "Hello, Mason, Daisy."

to smile at Wendy.

"Sorry to bother you."

be our family too soon." Daisy asked, "Henson, do you want to join

"What's the reward? "

chance to

for you. You know I am alone. I don't care which room I will

refused, "I don't need your help. I

Wendy, "Wendy,

"She can’t leave me. She has to sit

to boo

embarrassed, she poked Howell on

around. It is so rare and interesting for Henson treat

wheelchair besides them, Mason had kept silent all the time. But now he replied with

two steps, she

sat down to pull a chair nearer to his

awkward, but she could only sit

even Howell would

do sweet talk to

Lucky star?

if he failed catching a single

thought she would see Henson to lose his face. But in the end, he became

he really won the

little frustrated. "Henson, how can you also be good

laughed and replied for Henson, "Do

looked at Wendy and suddenly said, "Sister Wendy, come to sit near me and be my lucky

with disdain, "Stop dreaming that. She’s only my private lucky

on his feet. Then he said to Wendy,

her hand to Wendy, "Sister Wendy, you could go to

to ask Howell to change the title he called her

Daisy, she followed Henson to the

the third floor in this villa. Henson then asked,

 Howell not

what can he call you? Miss Evans? You are not his

front of him. Sister Wendy is the best title for you. I think he is right this time." Henson pushed open the door of a room. " How about this one? You can

finally know why everyone wants to become a rich man now. The scene is

to like this room. Very well. Then we

turned around to

said frankly,