She thought washing the car was an excuse for Henson to take her to get the meal.
Unexpectedly, he really took her to wash the car.
And he watched her washing the car for the whole time.
This situation reminded her of the landlord and the landlord's servant girl in old time.
After she finished, he checked it with satisfaction.
She took a deep breath and threw her gloves away.
"Mr. Charles, so I can go now?"
Henson smiled, "Yes. Get in. I'll send you back to school."
She said angrily, "No. I'm afraid if I dirty your car again, then I have to do this all over again."
She turned around and left the shop.
Henson did not stop her.
His car drove away beside her. She suddenly stood still, kicking and punching towards his car.
In the car, Henson saw her actions from the rear view mirror. And he couldn't help smiling.
Childish.
After two intersections, an strange ringtone rang in the car.
He glanced over his shoulder to find her bag on the floor.
He parked the car to get her cell phone, which said "The foolish boy of the headmaster".
He frowned for the name.
But he still picked up the phone. "Hello."
Wendy walked to the bus stop. But at there she realized that her bag was left in his car.
Now, she had no money or bus car or phone?
She sighed with regret. My god! How can I go back to school? By feet?
Were there any other choices?
She looked at the endless road, thinking she might be able to return to the school before dark.
She was depressed. It seemed that ever since she met Henson, she hadn't met any good things.
She started to run slowly.
But before she had ran two hundred meters, a car came near and stopped.
She took a close look at it only to find that it was the right one she had just washed.
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