Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife novel Chapter 79

Wendy felt embarrassed.

After having dinner together, Daisy pushed Mason out to have a walk around first.

They leaving the lake, Wendy concluded with confusion, "It's strange."

"What?"

"I could feel Daisy's love for you. But seeing her getting on well with Mason naturally, I also think they might be a good couple. Their relationship must also be very good, right?"

Henson shifted his gaze to the dark lake in the distance. And he did not answer the question.

Wendy pursed her lips, thinking that she might have said something wrong. Then she also shut her mouth up.

The peaceful midsummer night by the lake was as beautiful as a painting. They looked like the two silent figures in it.

The melodious soundings from the cicadas and frogs plus the warm summer breeze...

This moment suddenly got roots into her head and become eternal.

Many years later when Wendy thought of this scene, she could still felt the same happiness.

Daisy and Mason came back in half an hour.

She had already been in a sweat for pushing Mason around.

After asking Henson and Wendy for help in taking care of Mason, she went inside to take a bath herself.

Mason and Henson then chatted. But Wendy kept silent all the time. So he asked, "Wendy, when do you plan to hold the wedding ceremony with Henson?"

"Huh?" Wendy froze. "That … is too soon."

"In this year. But if we are too busy, we may delay it to next year."

"Then... Shouldn't our parents meet first now? I still have known nothing about your parents. What are they?"

Wendy clenched her fist and said, "I…"

She didn't know how to answer his question.

Henson laughed, "Mason, her mother had passed away. We'd better not mention it anymore."

Mason nodded his head, "Sorry, Wendy."

Wendy just smiled and said, "That's all right."

"It's getting late. Shouldn't we go back now?" asked Mason after checking his watch.

Henson stood up to push Mason's wheelchair. Then he ordered Wendy, "Wendy, you could go inside to tell Daisy that we are coming. So she can get prepared."

"Alright."

Wendy then entered the villa first.

Arriving at Mason's room, Wendy knocked on the door. But no one answered.

She then pushed the door open and walked inside.

"Daisy."

Still, there was no reply. She was becoming more and more confused.

She looked to the bathroom. Then after hesitating for a moment, she headed to it and called her name again, "Daisy."

Still, no one answered her.

Wendy then gently pushed open the door to look inside.

Behind the thin, translucent white curtain was a huge white tub.

The tub was full of water. A layer of red rose petals floated like blood on it.

There was a cup of red wine on the edge of the tub.

Daisy's wet hair scatted around, she lay her head on her arms on the edge of the tub with eyes closed.  

Wendy's legs softened for this picture and she staggered a step back.

At the moment, the stormy night from five years ago come up in her mind vividly.

The bathtub stained with blood, her mother was lifeless in it. The flowing blood water covered the floor...

Wendy covered her ears and closed her eyes. Then she squatted with unstoppble sharp scream.