Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife

Chapter 29 I hate you!

"About this... I'm afraid I can't." Wendy looked at Bain. "Mr. Charles's brother will take the SAT in less

than a month. A new tutor for him now will cause some problems, like they may not be able to get

along well each other. Besides, I've already got the money."

"I will pay Henson the money for you. And the rest like the relationship between the new tutor and his

brother shouldn't be your concern. Henson is not the one you can mess with. Wendy, he is like a wolf.

He could 'eat' you without spitting out your bones. You can get nothing except a short-time happiness.

Since now you don't get too involved, you should leave him immediately.

Short-time happiness? Bain definitely misunderstood her.

"Bain, what are you thinking about me?" Wendy felt uncomfortable.

"Wendy, I know you. Henson won't be able to be so intimate with you if you really resist it. The reason

why you didn’t is because you have been attracted by him. Didn't you say that you wouldn't have the

same fate as your mother? Then stay away from Henson. I say this really for your good. You have to

listen to me, OK?"

Wendy clenched her fist. She didn’t resist? She just didn't want to bring any troubles to him before. Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

However, Bain…

She didn't want to explain anything and turned to go.

Bain grabbed her wrist to stop her, "Wendy."

"It's enough." Wendy looked at him with grumble, " You don't believe me, then why are you here talking

with me? Your are from the Nicholson family, and I am from the Evans family. No one will know our

relationship. So I didn't lose your family’s dignity."

She shook off his hand and walked out of the stairwell.

Bain suddenly realized he had said something wrong.

He hurried to chase after her, but she had already walked into the elevator.

He wanted to follow her, but at the same time, a friend from the banquet greeted him.

Bain reluctantly walked over to his acquaintance after checking the elevator again.

Wendy twisted her ankle when she got out of the elevator. She half knelt and rubbed her ankle.

Damn shoes.

She took the shoes off and then limped to the gate.

Henson's car was at the entrance. But she just took a glimpse at it and then turned to the opposite

direction.

Henson frowned for her barefooted and limp.

He got out of the car.

The car door was closed. Hearing this, Wendy began to run in pain.

When she arrived at the green bushes on the right of the hotel, Henson caught up with her.

Henson grabbed her arm and looked at her with anger.

"Why are you running? And what's wrong with your feet?"

Wendy threw the shoes on the ground angrily. She roared, "When did I offend you? Why do you treat

me like this? Why kiss me? You are rich, so you think all women should like you and you can do

whatever you want? You're so arrogant. I hate you! Really hate. Get away from me! As far as you can!"

Then Wendy pulled Henson's clothes off her shoulders, throwing them at him and left.

Henson's face turned dark. He carried Wendy in his breast and walked back to the car.

"What are you doing now? Put me down." Wendy struggled.

Henson ignored her and just threw her into the car directly and then closed the door.

Infuriated him and then wanted him to let her go? Impossible.