Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife novel Chapter 181

swnovels.com When the weekend came, Wendy didn't waste any time and spent both days reading at home.

Out of all the women Henson knew, she was the only one who loved reading the most.

Out of all the women he knew, all of them had tried to seduce him in all sort of ways... except her.

She was the only one who didn't take him seriously at all.  

She didn't even bother to dress up in front of him, much less seduce him.

Sometimes, he'd even question the ancient saying 'women will always dress up for the men they like' as this obviously didn't apply to her.

He'd gotten so used to her sloppiness up till a point where he no longer found women who caked their faces with makeup or wore miniskirts pleasing to the eye.

When Sunday afternoon rolled around, he'd planned to take her for a walk as he managed to return home from work early,

but he found her holed up at his desk in his study instead. "I don't wanna," she replied to his plans without even raising her head. 

She'd curled up in his wide and spacious chair like a lazy cat would.