Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife novel Chapter 45

Sister Wendy?

Wendy frowned, "Howell. Mr. Charles and I are not… Anyway, you're not allowed to call me in that way."

"Why?Sister Wendy. Don’t be so shy. You will be my relation sooner or later. After you two get the certificate, you two are husband and wife. Then I should call you Sister Wendy."

Henson liked Howell's words.

He rubbed Howell's head and said gently, "Howell, if you want to have an after-graduation trip, you can go ask Donald and take a check. Enjoy your vacation!"

"Then can I travel with my friends only?"

"Of course. Just make sure that you are safe. Your are already an grown man."

Howell was shocked. Did Henson mean he could finally travel without bodyguards around?

God! It seemed like Henson was happy today.

Howell looked at Wendy and secretly rejoiced for Wendy was truly a lady luck to him.

Wendy hadn't even married into the family, yet, she had already brought benefits to him.

Henson got in the car. "Go back to the house."

"OK." Howell lowered his head to look at Wendy, "Wish you two have a good night."

Before Wendy made a reply, Henson had already closed the door of the car.

Then the driver started the car. Humming a song, Howell also went back to the house.

The car left the Charles family's courtyard.

Wendy sighed in depression, covering her face with hands.

Calm down, calm down.

Wendy kept reading these words silently for fear that she would burst into anger suddenly.

Henson turned to look at Wendy, "Are you OK?"

Wendy could no longer remain calm.

She shouted, "Baron, can you pull over?"

Baron thought Wendy was uncomfortable and hurriedly stopped the car.

Wendy turned to roll her eyes to Henson, and then got off the car.

Wendy turned her face to the cars passing by, then she circled her hands around the lips like a megaphone to shout, "Ah!"

Henson held back his laughter for he knew Wendy probably wanted to beat herself.

After all, she just made troubles to herself. 

Smart as she was, she should have made such a big mistake easily. She had a good reason to be unhappy.

Henson didn't get out of the car, letting Wendy vent her anger.

Then Wendy opened the driver's door. She said to Baron, "Baron, let me drive today."

"Huh?"

Baron turned to look at Henson for further direction.

Henson waved his hand, "You are free to go now."

Wendy got into the car and started the engine. The car sped off.

Wendy asked, "When are you going to stop blackmailing me with that night?"

"I'm not sure."

"Why do you do this to me? I didn't offend you."

"But you handed me your secrets. That’s not my fault. "

Wendy took a quick glance at Henson from the rear view mirror. "Henson, your life is in my hands now. You must make a promise right now that you will never blackmail me again."

"What if I don't?"