Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife

swnovels.com When Wendy swung open the door to Henson's office, she noticed that he had an overcast expression on.

"You sure have a lot to talk about with Ross, huh? I called you more than an hour ago and you've only arrived now. You really don't care if I die or not, don't you? Aren't you afraid that I'll starve to death?" he whined.

She remained calm as she replied, "What does this have to do with Ross? After you called, I immediately ordered something for you which arrived 10 minutes later, but when I arrived at the company, I bumped into an employee from the Training department and was ushered there which took some time. It was only until then Joye took me upstairs," she explained.

"Well, I think you were scared to come up by yourself, which was why you purposely went to the Training department to ask Joye for help," he huffed.

She rolled her eyes at him in reply. "Smart *ss. Come and have your lunch already," she said.

He got up from his seat and walked over to her. Upon seeing a lunchbox full of chili peppers, he frowned and shifted his gaze to her. 

She pursed her lips and flashed him a wide grin. "I remember you told me you liked spicy food, so in order to let you enjoy your meal better, I specifically requested for moooore chillis," 

in a singsongy

this woman doing this on purpose?" he thought

down. "Uh... muuuuch thanks,"

singsongy manner too, imitating

him, fully prepared to see him go mad from all those peppers. She was expecting it to

be able to handle this level

if nothing was wrong and

couldn't help but frown at his lack of reaction. "What's this? Isn't it spicy

you give it a try? I doubt the chef

fingers to pick up a piece of duck meat and sent it into her

make her