Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife novel Chapter 178

"Wait! Stop the car," Wendy hurriedly said.

Baron brought the car to a halt in an instant, causing Henson to look at her. "What's wrong?" he asked, worried.

"I saw my colleague," she answered while looking out the car window,

a finger pointing in Linda's direction.

He shifted his gaze there then raised an eyebrow. "Seems like you've been busted. Do you need my help in disposing of her?" he asked.

She glared at him through the corner of her eyes and sneered, "How is this a good time for jokes?" 

"I'm being serious here. Haven't you always been paranoid of people finding out about our relationship? Well, since she already found out, can't I just dispose of her for you? I'm just doing this for your own good," he said.

"What do you mean 'this is for my own good'?" she retorted and rolled her eyes at him. "I don't think I can't go home with you together now, so I suggest you go first. It seems that I need to have a talk with Linda," 

"But I've been waiting for you for more than an hour already," he whined.

"I know, but this wouldn't have happened if you weren't waiting for me too. In any case, you should head back first. You'll be a great help to me if you do," she said.

With that, she opened the car door and got out. 

Seeing as he'd just been dumped, he merely smiled calmly. "Might as well get used to it," he thought.

Literally anything could happen when he had this woman around.

Even if he'd been dumped now, he still didn't think it was a big deal.

"Let's head back first then, Baron," he instructed.

"Alright, Master Henson," Baron obliged.

Wendy didn't know what to say after walking up to Linda.

Linda felt a bit embarrassed as she hurriedly handed her the USB stick in her hands. "I actually wanted to give this to you but I forgot to in the afternoon," she said sheepishly.

Wendy took the item from her and said awkwardly, "If you're not in a rush to go home or anything, shall we go grab a bite, Linda?"

"Okay," Linda agreed.

The two of them then walked to the food street that was located behind campus and found a relatively quiet restaurant. 

Neither of them touched their cutlery after they finished ordering.

After giving it some thought, Wendy asked, "Linda, you saw everything just now... right?"

"Yep, everything," Linda nodded. 

"Can you keep it as a secret for me?" Wendy pleaded in earnest with her eyes. 

Linda then lowered her eyes and gave a low chuckle.

"I have no right to spill your personal matters to others regardless if I saw everything or not. To be honest, I thought of running away the moment I saw you, but I think I was so shocked then I couldn't even move as I've never once thought that HE would be your boyfriend," she said nervously.

"He's not REALLY my boyfriend," Wendy said and gave a nervous chuckle.

"Huh? You didn't... fool around with him, right Wendy?" Linda probed.

"It's not like that, Linda. I'm not in the kind of relationship you think I'm in with the guy, but I don't know how to explain it either," Wendy said apologetically. 

"Well, seeing as you don't know how to explain it yourself, I suppose I should stop probing into your private affairs then. However, I feel that you should be more careful from now on, as we're still on campus grounds. Literally everyone on campus knows Mr. Charles, so make of that what you will," Linda warned.

Wendy giggled in reply and said, "I'll definitely be more careful from now on. My heart beat so fast when I saw you just now," 

"You were afraid I'd start talking my head off?" Linda asked.

"I know you're not the type to do so, but I still couldn't help but be a bit worried," Wendy said anxiously.

"I would never stab you in the back. If ever I did, then I'd be betraying your kindness," Linda said as she shook her head.

Wendy was dumbfounded after hearing what she said. "You'd be 'betraying my kindness'? Did I do anything good to you before?" she asked.

"Of course you have," Linda answered with a sigh. "I don't think you'd remember if I didn't remind you of it," 

"Have I... crossed paths with you in the past, Linda?" Wendy said after mulling it over.

Linda shrugged and asked, "Do you remember that incident four years ago during winter, when you saved a girl at the cultural market?"

Wendy recalled doing something of the sort.

She looked at Linda and asked, "There was this one time where I encountered a girl at a coffee shop I worked at, but... what does that have to do with you?"

"Well, do you think I resemble her?" Linda asked.

Wendy recalled to the time she worked at a coffee shop during her first year in university,

where a customer who'd just finished ordering her coffee suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Everyone in the coffee shop was shocked and quickly went to gather around her,

but since none of them knew CPR, they could only watch anxiously.

Someone had called 911, another had phoned the police, while yet another shouted if there was a doctor in the house.

Wendy was working at the back at the time, and 

when she'd heard all the commotion at the front and the anxious noises coming from her colleagues, she quickly went to take a look. 

Since she possessed knowledge on emergency first aid,  she quickly dispersed the crowd and had her colleagues open the windows to let more air in.

She administered CPR to the girl immediately after. 

After trying for two minutes, the girl finally woke up and was whisked off to the hospital by an ambulance shortly after.

She was showered with a thundering applause afterwards.

She then turned to look at Linda. "To be honest, I can't seem to recall how the girl looked like. I reckon it was because I didn't pay attention since there was an emergency then," she said.

Linda nodded in reply. "I won't blame you for forgetting, as it was only natural that you did," she replied.

"Anyways, what's your relationship with that girl?" Wendy probed.

"That was my younger sister, actually," Linda answered with a sigh. "I was in my fourth year of university when the incident happened. That day, my parents received a phone call stating that my sister was on the verge of dying and that she'd been sent to the ICU. My mother even fainted after the doctor told her that her condition wasn't looking good,"

"My dad had called me and by the time I got to the hospital, she'd just come out of surgery. The doctor then told me that my sister was lucky to survive because she received medical aid in the nick of time.

"My family wanted to thank the person who saved my younger sis, but the situation at the time made it impossible for us to do so. So, after my sister's condition stabilised a few days later, I visited the coffee shop again, but to find out that you've already quit your job.

"I got to see your face after going through the security footage of you saving my sister back then, and I found out that you were a pretty popular figure on campus. I swore I'd remember you for life after that,"

Wendy was surprised to hear that. "Oh my God, I suppose we're fated to meet each other then," she giggled.

"I know right? I remember making a promise to myself that I'd pay you back in the future," Linda said.

"Was that why you're always ready to help whenever I got into trouble?" Wendy asked.

"Compared to what you've done for my sister, I don't think anything I've done up till now is even worth mentioning.

"But, to me, these are the things I'm still grateful for. After all, you helped me when I needed it the most," Linda said sheepishly and

chuckled. "This is why I'll always be by your side whenever you need it," 

The two of them exchanged glances then smiled.

Wendy suddenly thought of something and asked, "Right! How's your sister doing now?"

"She's doing alright. She's studying abroad now and is the princess of the family. You literally gave her a second chance at life," Linda praised.

Wendy shrugged. There might be lots of injustices happening in the world, but she still firmly believed that kind people would get repaid in kindness too sooner or later.