Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife novel Chapter 118

The man hissed for pain.

Seeing Wendy was heading to get the dumbbell again, the man reached hand to stop Wendy.

Then he wrapped around Wendy's waist with a arm and pulled her up.

Startled, Wendy shouted desperately, "Ah... Let me go."

Then man finally spoke up. "Stop yelling. It's me."

Hearing the familiar voice, Wendy immediately stopped struggling.

"Henson?"

After Wendy fully calmed down, Henson released her.

Wendy went to turn on the light.

She was shocked that it was really Henson.

"Why do you…"

"You are so violent." Henson put his right hand on the left shoulder and said.

 "How are you?" Wendy quickly stepped forward to him worriedly.

"What do you think?" Henson moved his gaze to the dumbbell on the ground. "Hit me with such a thing. I am afraid my shoulder has been crippled by you."

"I… Now... let me take you to the hospital," stuttered Wendy with an anxious look.

But Henson just naturally pulled Wendy into his embrace and then embraced her.

"Stop doing this now. Let's go to the hospital first." Wendy struggled to get out of his breast.

"No, I'm not going to the hospital." A strong smell of alcohol came to Wendy's nose as he spoke. "I won't die from this."

Wendy frowned. "Didn't you say that you had given all the keys to me? Why could you still…"

"All's fair in war. You would probably be the only adult  in the world who still believed in the fairy tales."

"Is that something worth showing off?" Wendy rolled her eyes to Henson.

"Yes. I want to show off that a smart girl like you finally drops the guard against me."

"I won't believe your words anymore." Wendy pursed her lips.

Henson smirked to hug Wendy tighter. "Don't do that. I won't lie to you."

"Then give me the key."

"No."

Wendy struggled to get rid of him again, Henson immediately hissed for pain.

Wendy stopped her action and asked anxiously, "How are you now? Let's go to the hospital first, OK?"

"No," Henson refused as he released Wendy and went to sit on the bed. "Help me to massaged the muscles."

"We can't do that. Your bones might have been hurt ."

"Not that serious.

"

Henson patted the bed and said to Wendy, "Come to sit here."

Wendy shook her head firmly.

"Then I'll go to capture you now." Henson faked a wired smile to Wendy.

But Wendy was still very calm and did not move at all. Seeing Henson standing up, Wendy was about to walk away to keep a distance from him, but the next second, Henson had got her soon before she could really made the first step.

When she was trying to break free, Henson hugged her to fall backward onto the bed.

Then they both fell into the soft bed.

Wendy let out a yell of surprise for Henson's sudden movements. But Henson still hugged her tightly as he sniffed the fragrance from her body calmly.

"Don't move. Just let me to hug you like this for a while."