Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife novel Chapter 77

Wendy left the room, Daisy walking to the front of Henson.

"Henson, are you taking it seriously with Miss Evans?"

"Why do you think I'm not serious with this relationship?"

Daisy bit her lips. It was his most serious look that made she feel uncomfortable.

"I know. I let you down. I should not bring the past things up again, but Henson, could you …"

Henson interrupted her, "Let the past be the past. What should not be mentioned should still be kept as secrets. At the moment, it is good for all of us."

"Henson, I feel sad to see you to live like this. In my whole life, I always hope you can be happy, That's my biggest dream. Do you understand?"

"I'm very happy now," said Henson. Henson looked at her and said, "Daisy, I'm really very happy now. Please don't worry about me."

He patted Daisy's on her shoulder. "Go to choose your room. Mason will be worried, if he waits you for a long time."

Henson gave her a smile and turned away.

Tears dropped down from Daisy's face like rain silently.

Howell talking to Mason endlessly, Wendy reached the lakeside.

Howell waved his hand to greet Wendy, "Have you decided your room yet?"

"Yes, that one has an exceptional scenery."

Mason frowned for she had not seen Henson by her side, "Where is Henson?"

"He…" Thinking of Daisy's expression in her eyes to Henson, Wendy immediately said, "He went to the washroom. I want some fresh air, so I came out alone first."

As she finished explaining, Henson happened to open the door and came out.

"Henson." greeted Howell.

Mason looked back to find nobody was following Henson, his frown gone a little.

He turned his head to continue his fishing.

Wendy faked a smile to banter with Henson, "Why so hurry? You could use the washroom a little longer. I'll not run away."

She gave an meaningful wink to Henson.

Henson bit his lips. Then he reached a hand to rub her leg, "You don't dare."

Wendy rolled her eyes. "Are you looking down on me now?"

"I'll break your legs, if you dare do that. Then I can take care of you for the whole life."

Howell looked like he was so envious. "Oh my! You are so gross! Please be careful with your words before me, OK? I'm only 18 years old. If you continued doing that in front of me, I’ll find a girl and get married with her soon.

"

Wendy blushed. "Stop your nonsense."

While they were chatting, Daisy returned.

Howell threw away his fishing rod, "Fishing is boring. Henson, what will we do?"

"How about golf?"

Henson looked at Wendy and asked, "Can you play golf?"

"No, I can’t." Wendy shook her head.

"Perfect, then I can teach you."

Daisy walked to Mason and laughed, "Golf is more interesting. Wendy, you must have not known that Henson once won a prize in it."

Henson gave Daisy a weird glance.