Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife novel Chapter 104

The cooks of Charles family became busy again for Wendy.

Wendy felt really guilty for it was already quite late now.

Yet, Henson just crossed his legs to watch the television leisurely.

A servant brought up some pineberries for them.

Henson immediately hand the fruit bowl to her. "You can have some fruits first."

After the servant left, Wendy began to eat them slowly.

Henson thought for a moment, then he asked, "What fruits do you like?"

"Me?" After thinking for a while, Wendy replied, "Banana."

Henson made an ambiguous smile to her, "You really like... the big and long thing. But unfortunately, it is too soft. "

Wendy instantly realizing what her was implying. "What are you thinking?" Wendy blushed.

"Isn't the banana always big and long?"

"I also like to eat mangoes." Wendy retorted, "They are round."

Henson stifled his laugh for he did want to upset her again.

Wendy was unhappy to put the fruit bowl back onto the desk. At the same time, Henson reached a hand to help her to steady the bowl. "As an exchange, I can tell you that I like cherries most."

"I thought you will like the durian most."

"Are you mocking me now?"

Wendy just sneered at him, but kept eating the fruits again.

Finally, she defeated him.

She just finished a bowl of pineberries, then Donald came to ask them to have dinner.

"Mr. Charles, Miss Evans, the dinner is ready."

"Okay, let's go eat." said Henson.

Wendy was shocked to see the dished covered almost the whole dining table.

In less than an hour, they had cooked a dozen of dishes for them…

She swallowed her saliva to look at Henson.

Henson winked at her and said, "Sit down and you can eat now."

Wendy was still a little embarrassed.

"Miss Evans, as we don't know your favorite dishes but  were also told that you were very hungry, so we have prepared as many dishes as we can quickly. If there is something you don't like, you can tell me to remove it from the table."

"No, not at all. I like them all. Thank you very much."

"That's what we should do for you. Miss Evans. It's our pleasure."

"OK, Donald, you all can leave here now." Henson knew Wendy would feel uncomfortable to be surrounded by so many people when she was eating.

"Why do you ask them to have prepared so many dishes for me? We can't finish them all today." Wendy asked Henson immediately after they were alone.

"Like I said, pig-amount food for you.

The food here in fact is not enough for the real pig at all."

"Henson!" Wendy felt both embarrassed and angry.

"Alright, alright! I will not tease you anymore. Then you can hurry up to eat you food."

He picked some meat for her as he said this.

Wendy pursed his lips with displeasure but then she still started to eat the meat.

Henson only ate a few food before getting a phone call. He then went to the study room.

After he finished his work and went out again, Wendy had already stopped her eating and put the shoulder strap of the bag across her breast, looking like she was leaving.

 "Are you full?" Henson was puzzled to ask.

"Yes, and it's getting late. I need to go back now."

"But how could you just leave me alone to have the dinner? You should accompany me."

As he spoke, he walked back to the table.

"This is your own house, so you can eat as long as you want. But in ten minutes, there's no bus for me to go back home."

"That would be better. You can stay here tonight."

"No, I don't want to stay here." Wendy firmly refused.