Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife novel Chapter 119

Such a shameless man! Wendy did not what to say to him now.

Henson naturally pulled Wendy into his embrace. "I'm too tired. Sleep now."

Wendy frowned. "You won't leave again?"

"Otherwise why do you think I will come here in such a late night? Just to see and leave immediately? No, I am not a stoic."

What's now? Wendy could not help but think her fate.

She had not got married with him.But now she had been hugged by him and slept with him almost every day.

If things kept going on like this, could she really get rid of him in the end?

The next morning, the alarm rang on time, Wendy turned over to turn her phone off.

She gradually opened her eyes and found Henson had already left.

But when she got up to the living room, she heard the sound of running water from the bathroom.

After downing a bottle of water, Wendy turned to the kitchen. When she almost walked into it, the bathroom door was pushed open suddenly.

Her cute bath towel was wrapped around Henson's waist.

Half-naked Henson looked at her as he was wiping his hair. "Morning!"

Wendy quickly shifted her gaze away from his abdominal muscle.

When her eyes landed on Henson's left shoulder, a large bruise came into her sight.

 "Your shoulder…" Wendy knitted her brows and stepped forward.

Henson turned to look at the shoulder. He curled up lips into a smile and said, "Feeling sorry for this now? How about giving me a kiss to comfort me?"

She was miffed. "Henson, you… I can not even tell your true words from your lies now."

Henson was calm to explain, "I was saying the truth for the whole time. I did get injured. And it's really not serious."

"What's for this morning?" Henson pointed a finger to the kitchen and asked. 

 "My anger." Wendy snorted to him.

Displeased, Wendy walked into the kitchen and began to cook.

At the breakfast, Wendy though of something and asked, "How do you think... about the evil Julia Nicholson? "

"Julia Nicholson who?"

Wendy pursed her lips. "The eldest daughter of the Nicholson family. Haven't you seen her that time?"

"What about she? What aspect do you want to know?"

"Your opinions about her, like a man to see a woman."

Henson said without thinking, "Plastic face with a mean and pretentious nature."

"How do you know about the plastic surgery?" asked Wendy in shock.

"Her facial features look fake to me."

"It seems that you have a very low opinion of her." Wendy burst into laugh.

"Why do you mention her?" asked Henson.

 "It's nothing.

" Wendy shook her head and smiled.

Somehow, her bad mood completely dissipated.

After having the breakfast, they went downstairs together. Henson asked Wendy to take his car to school.

As the car was driving out of the community, Wendy saw a pharmacy near the road.

After asking the river to pull over, she went into it and bought a can of ointment for Henson.

The moment she went back to the car, she handed the can to Henson.