Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife

It was a hot noon. Wendy went into the hall of Charles Group.

The driver took her to the parking lot underground. He showed Wendy the car she saw yesterday.

"Miss Evans. Here is the key to the car. Then I am leaving."

Wendy took the key but didn’t know what to do.

Before Henson asked her on the phone, "Have you got a driver's license?"

 "Yes." She said.

And that was true.

But having a license didn't mean that she was able to drive.

She went around the black car. After a sigh, she prepared to get in.

But before she could pressed button on the key, the rear door opened itself.

Henson went out.

Wendy was surprised, "Mr. Charles, why are you in the car?"

"This is my car. Can't I stay there? "

"That's not what I meant. I mean isn't this car supposed to be handed to me to get washed?"

a knowing look,

at him with

opened his hands, "Give me the key

in the back, Henson said calmly, "Stay next to me or

a moment and sat

for dirtying your car. And thanks for driving me

washing this car, I need you to do

"What thing?"

a meal

I'm not hungry. And it's not

a 50% discount. Then you just needed pay me 50 thousand dollars. So do you want to give me money or accompany me to have

"This is a blackmail."

learned from you yesterday. Raising

at him unhappily, "Are all

you have, the meaner you will

and could change soon if

meaningful smile, she couldn't help feeling that something was

let out a breath, but still

"Music?"

her head, "No,

"Just relax."

am very

smile but it