Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife novel Chapter 76

Wendy felt a little reluctant.

After an hour and a half, they reached the resort.

His car coming to a stop, two rows of waiters greeted them respectfully along the path.

"Mr. Charles. Your brothers and relatives have arrived."

"OK, I got it." Henson coldly replied. Then he walked towards Wendy.

He reached out to take her hand. With the astonished gazes from the crowd, they walked into this isolated villa by the lake.

Wendy was a little awkward. She turned her head to Henson and whispered, "Isn't it just a small vacation? Why do you need to make such a big scene?"

"What do you mean?"

“Waiter waiting along both sides to greet, it is too much. Don't you think so?"

Henson smiled, "Then why do you think we should spend so much money here? We just want enjoy ourselves here. The clean air as well as the good services. I have paid for that."

"This's really the world for you rich people. I can not get your feelings. To a common people like me, a travel would just mean some good local food by the street and some local specialties after going shopping. About the service, I have no idea."

Henson looked at her and said, "Then you can get used to it from now."

As they spoke, they had already arrived at the gate of the villa.

Mason and Howell were sitting on the chairs, fishing by the lake.

Daisy was sitting between them.

Hearing their footsteps, they all turned around.

Howell waved his hands. "Henson, Sister Wendy, come here quickly. Mason and I are in a competition now."

The waiter brought Henson's small luggage into the villa.

Henson took Wendy's hand and walked over to them.

Seeing the crossed hands, Daisy's gaze froze. Then she turned her sight away.

Wendy nodded to them, "Hello, Mason, Daisy."

Daisy stood up to smile at Wendy. "Hi, Wendy."

"Sorry to bother you."

"Don't say that. You are going to be our family too soon." Daisy asked, "Henson, do you want to join the competition?"

"What's the reward? "

"The winner will have a chance to choose a room first.

" Howell laughed, "Henson, I am in fact joining this for you. You know I am alone. I don't care which room I will finally get."

Henson refused, "I don't need your help. I will do it myself."

Daisy said gently to Wendy, "Wendy, come here to sit with me."

Henson pulled Wendy's hands and refused. "She can’t leave me. She has to sit beside me; she's my lucky star."

Howell sat there to boo and hoot at Henson.

Wendy feeling embarrassed, she poked Howell on the head. "Stop it."

Howell laughed, "Sister Wendy, I'm not messing around. It is so rare and interesting for Henson treat a woman like this. Mason, have you ever seen this before?"

Sitting in a wheelchair besides them, Mason had kept silent all the time. But now he replied with a light smile, "No."

Hearing this, Daisy bit her lips to retreat two steps, she sitting back into her chair alone.

Henson sat down to pull a chair nearer to his side.

Wendy felt awkward, but she could only sit down there.

Now even Howell would tease her now.

Why did Henson always do sweet talk to her in front of his family?

Lucky star?

Later, if he failed catching a single fish, he would be definitely ashamed.

Wendy thought she would see Henson to lose his face. But in the end, he became the first to get fish even if he was the latest one who joined the competition.

Then he really won the game.

Howell was a little frustrated. "Henson, how can you also be good at fishing?

Mason admitted his defeat soon. He just laughed and replied for Henson, "Do you forget his lucky star?"

Howell looked at Wendy and suddenly said, "Sister Wendy, come to sit near me and be my lucky star for a while."

Henson said with disdain, "Stop dreaming that. She’s only my private lucky star."

After saying that, he went up on his feet. Then he said to Wendy, "Come with me. Let’s pick the best room."

Howell waved her hand to Wendy, "Sister Wendy, you could go to get a room you like."

Wendy really wanted to ask Howell to change the title he called her again.

After nodding to Mason and Daisy, she followed Henson to the villa.

They have checked all the rooms from the first floor to the third floor in this villa. Henson then asked, "Have you decided yet? Which one do you like most?"

Wendy didn't answer it but just asked, "Can you ask Howell not to call me Sister Wendy? It feels so weird."

"Then what can he call you? Miss Evans? You are not his Teacher anymore.

You also admitted you wanted to marry me in front of him. Sister Wendy is the best title for you. I think he is right this time." Henson pushed open the door of a room. " How about this one? You can see the lake, the mountains, the scenery from here. And what's the most important thing is that, the bed is very big enough. "

Wendy walked in and looked outside from the window. "Wow! I finally know why everyone wants to become a rich man now. The scene is so pleasing."

"You seem to like this room. Very well. Then we can stay here tonight."

Hearing this, Wendy turned around to look at Henson, "We?"

Henson said frankly, "Yes, we."

"You mean even if there're so many rooms here, you will stay with me in this room?"

"Yes."

"Yes?" She was surprised. "How dare you say yes so confidently?"

"In their eyes, we are lovers."

"So? We have not married. Why should we live together?"

He hugged his chest and said, "I am Henson Charles. How could I tell my brothers that I can't handle my girl? And how could I tell them that you want to sleep alone during the trip? "

"I’m not your gril!" Wendy crossed her arms with an unhappy face.

"Did you forget that I am your first man?" 

Wendy stomped her feet, "Stop mentioning it again."

Her embarrassed angry face made Henson chuckle softly. "That is a deal. I will live here with you."

"I don't agree with that."

"I promised I won't touch you." said Henson with a smile. "Then that should be OK, right?"

Wendy wanted to say more.

But Henson said first, "Let's go downstairs to play golf."

They reaching the first floor, Daisy just happened to walk in too.

Daisy asked with a fake smile, "Have you chosen your room? I come back to choose my room now."

"Yes, we've done. Go to pick yourself."

As Henson spoke, he sidestepped her with Wendy to go outside…

But then Daisy turned her head to him suddenly, "Henson."

Henson and Wendy both stopped.

Daisy laughed, "Can I have a small talk with you?"

"Right now?"

Daisy nodded.

Wendy withdrew her hand from Henson's grip smartly, "Then I'll wait for you outside."