Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife novel Chapter 118

The man hissed for pain.

Seeing Wendy was heading to get the dumbbell again, the man reached hand to stop Wendy.

Then he wrapped around Wendy's waist with a arm and pulled her up.

Startled, Wendy shouted desperately, "Ah... Let me go."

Then man finally spoke up. "Stop yelling. It's me."

Hearing the familiar voice, Wendy immediately stopped struggling.

"Henson?"

After Wendy fully calmed down, Henson released her.

Wendy went to turn on the light.

She was shocked that it was really Henson.

"Why do you…"

"You are so violent." Henson put his right hand on the left shoulder and said.

 "How are you?" Wendy quickly stepped forward to him worriedly.

"What do you think?" Henson moved his gaze to the dumbbell on the ground. "Hit me with such a thing. I am afraid my shoulder has been crippled by you."

"I… Now... let me take you to the hospital," stuttered Wendy with an anxious look.

But Henson just naturally pulled Wendy into his embrace and then embraced her.

"Stop doing this now. Let's go to the hospital first." Wendy struggled to get out of his breast.

"No, I'm not going to the hospital." A strong smell of alcohol came to Wendy's nose as he spoke. "I won't die from this."

Wendy frowned. "Didn't you say that you had given all the keys to me? Why could you still…"

"All's fair in war. You would probably be the only adult  in the world who still believed in the fairy tales."

"Is that something worth showing off?" Wendy rolled her eyes to Henson.

"Yes. I want to show off that a smart girl like you finally drops the guard against me."

"I won't believe your words anymore." Wendy pursed her lips.

Henson smirked to hug Wendy tighter. "Don't do that. I won't lie to you."

"Then give me the key."

"No."

Wendy struggled to get rid of him again, Henson immediately hissed for pain.

Wendy stopped her action and asked anxiously, "How are you now? Let's go to the hospital first, OK?"

"No," Henson refused as he released Wendy and went to sit on the bed. "Help me to massaged the muscles."

"We can't do that. Your bones might have been hurt ."

"Not that serious.

"

Henson patted the bed and said to Wendy, "Come to sit here."

Wendy shook her head firmly.

"Then I'll go to capture you now." Henson faked a wired smile to Wendy.

But Wendy was still very calm and did not move at all. Seeing Henson standing up, Wendy was about to walk away to keep a distance from him, but the next second, Henson had got her soon before she could really made the first step.

When she was trying to break free, Henson hugged her to fall backward onto the bed.

Then they both fell into the soft bed.

Wendy let out a yell of surprise for Henson's sudden movements. But Henson still hugged her tightly as he sniffed the fragrance from her body calmly.

"Don't move. Just let me to hug you like this for a while."

"Henson, you're lying to me, right?" Wendy frowned, "I have not hurt your shoulder at all, right?"

Henson laughed but did not reply to her.

She knew it. Wendy was upset. She knew he was lying to her. Otherwise, how could he make no sound at all when he pulled her to fell into the bed together? And how could he wrap his hands around her body tightly now…

"Henson, you fooled me."

"I've already told you that love war allows deceits."

"But you also promised that you would not lie to me anymore."

"Such flirting things can’t be considered as lies. It's just flirtation."

"You…"

"Speaking of this, you are very vigilant." Henson praised to interrupt her.

After a moment of silence, Wendy said, "I'm just trying to avoid a same bad thing happens to me again."

"What? You mean you have been stolen by the thief before?"

Recalling the past, Wendy felt bitter. "Not only the thief, but the Nicholson family also..."

Wendy shook her head to stop the topic. "Never mind. It's all a past. I don't need to bring it up again."

Henson rubbed her hair to encourage Wendy, "Go on, I want to know more about that."

Wendy thought for a while, then she went on the story. "That year I was about ten years old. There was a time when Ken did not get very well with the Nicholson family. So he turned to pester my mother for comfort. But my mother never gave him a good face.

" Perhaps he felt unbalanced, or perhaps he just wanted to vent his anger. One night, he sneaked into my house but got caught by my mother. My mother wanted to kick him out of the house. But out of anger and shame, he pushed my mother into the room and... r*ped her."

As Wendy spoke, her body began to tremble for anger.

Henson frowned and asked, "So you...

heard it at that time?"

"Um."

Henson could not say a word. Ken was simply a beast.

"At my sixteen, my mother's depression got worse. So I chose to sleep with her. I remember it's near the New Year. One night when I was almost falling asleep, my mother suddenly woke me up. She then whispered in my ear that she heard  someone was in the living room."

"I tried to focus my attention to the living room. Then yes, I also heard some sounds from outside. Just when my mother sat up, the bedroom door was pushed open silently. Perhaps because the thief had got used to dim light in the dark, he immediately noticed my mother on the bed."

"The thief then came up to pull my mother. But my mother was quicker to say, 'Please listen to my words first. I beg you to not take off the mask. I don't know want to know your look. And I won't call the police either. Besides, please take whatever you want and don't hurt us. After all, stealing isn't a big mistake, but killing is a capital crime.'"

"The thief probably didn't expect my mom would say this. But he did put down the knife. Then he turned on the light and took all the valuable items in front us and left."

"Because of these things, I am now very sensitive to the sounds at night. So in the future, call me first or knock on the door when you come, and I'll open the door for you. Stop sneaking into the house like this again. It'll really scare me off."

Henson knew nothing about this.

"I thought you might had been asleep now."

Wendy knew she could not blame the whole thing on Henson.

After all, he did not know what had happened to her before.

"Yes, it is late. Didn't you say that you won't here until tomorrow night? Then why are you here now?"

"I just missed you."

Thinking of the news before, Wendy pursed her lips with disdain. "I won't buy this. You should have enjoyed the beautiful night with someone. How could you have any time to think of me?"

Henson was a little surprised. "You have seen the news?"

"Sure. You can not miss such a hot news."

"Are you Jealous now?" Henson sniffed among her hair.

"Who are you talking about? I'm just saying it's not appropriate for you to come to my place at such a late time."

"Then what's appropriate for me to do now? To sleep with another woman?"

Wendy suddenly fell into the sad mood. "That’s your business."

Henson whispered in Wendy's ear naughtily. "Yes, it's my business. So I came here. I like your body fragrance more. It makes me feel very energetic." lightnoveldaily.com