Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife novel Chapter 84

Lying on the bed, Wendy felt the pain was getting more acute in her stomach. She flopped herself over to curl her body into a ball.

It's too painful.

The bell suddenly rang.

Wendy turned her head to look at it.

Who could it be at such a late time?

At first, she tried to ignore it, but soon her phone rang again.

 It was Henson again.

"Hello." She picked it up.

"Open the door."

"You are outside?"

"Yes. Or who else do you think to know your present address? Hurry up to open the door."

She got up by feet and hands. Then she went to the door and opened it for him.

Henson then saw her pale and tired face. He could not help but frown at this.

"What happened? Are you sick? Why do you look so bad? "

"I may have had something wrong. I have been vomiting and diarrhea for hours. And I am having a stomace now."

"Hurry up to the hospital." Henson helped Wendy to stand up, hoping to get her to the hospital.

 "I've taken some pills. They may have not take any effect now." Wendy said as she waved her hands to him.

"You're not a doctor. How could you perscribe yourself? I find you are just a nerd." He then didn't give Wendy another chance to speak and just carried her to the door.

Wendy really felt very bad. And now she was too weak to battle with him. So she just gave into him.

Henson brought her to the hospital, the doctor saying it was acute gastroenteritis due to unclean food.

By about half past eleven, Wendy had fallen into alsleep.

She had suffered the pain for full two hours.

Henson sat bedside her. After making sure that she had been deep in her sleep, Henson picked up her phone to review the history in her takeaway app.

The doctor asked what she had eaten tonight.

Wendy said the takeaway.

Henson took a photo of the food she ordered tonight.

Looking at Wendy's sleeping face, he stood up a little to kiss her on the cheek.

"Have a good sleep. When you wake up, everything will be fine." Henson caressed Wendy's head and said gently to her.

About over an hour later, Wendy woke up with a rumbling stomach.

Henson was sleeping on the bed next to hers.

So Wendy got up and walked carefully, but Henson still woke up.

 "Why do you get off?" asked Henson.

Wendy blushed. "I want to go to the toilet."

"Let me help you."

"No need for that. I know where it is."

"Don't be shy. I have seen your entire body before."

Wendy rolled her eyes at him, "Can you stop your nonsense now?"

"Is that not the truth?"

"But… But I still don't need your accompany me to the toilet. "

It was so weird.

As well as embarrassed.

With a hand held high in the air to take the infusion bag, Wendy found the way to the toilet alone.

Henson followed her. Wendy then glared at him. 

"I just want to keep your safe. And I won't go inside with you." Henson explained helplessly.

Wendy then allowed him to get inside to help her with hanging up her infusion bag.