Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife

Chapter 54 Why are you flushing?

Wendy hadn’t expected to have ended up with Gorman in such a bad way. But when it really

happened, she felt it was no longer important.

Since when she decided to give up on him, she had never given herself any chance to turn back.

So whether Gorman believed her or not was no longer a problem to her now.

Next afternoon, Wendy arrived at the French restaurant with Henson's address. She took two buses to

come here.

Henson drove here, she standing right beside the hollies near the entrance of the restaurant.

Henson got out of the car and handed the key to the waiter.

"Why not go inside first?"

Wendy laughed to explain, "I just want to have some private time with my money for some minutes first.

But before I could come in, you have already arrived."

"Private time with your money?"

Wendy pointed to the restaurant. Then she said in a mysteriously tone, "This restaurant is such a high-

end restaurant."

Henson smiled and continued asking. "So?"

"A large sum of money will leave me soon, so I want to spend some time here with them before I get

inside."

"So will you treat me a dinner here or not?"

Wendy shrugged and answered, "Yes, I still will. After all, I do owe you a favor. And I have mourned for

my purse before you arrived. All right then! Let's get inside to spend them!"

Wendy took a deep breath to walk into the restaurant.

Looking at her back, Henson couldn't help but laugh.

Was he old already? Or he had not met enough women?

Why he thought Wendy was so interesting?

They both were seated. After have a quick look at the menu, Wendy gave up to order her food.

So she said to Henson, "I will let you to get in charge of our dinner."

"Are you sure?" Henson asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will only choose the most expensive dishes?"

Wendy curled her lips with reluctance. "But I can't read French. You could order whatever you like, as

long as your conscience won't hurt to see me to wash the dishes here in the end. Then I will be all

fine."

Wendy said with bravery.

Henson smiled but did not make a reply. He lowered his head to check the menu and then began to

order food.

Wendy couldn't understand why they use French menu in USA.

Using French to laugh at her ignorance?

Henson had finished his order.

Then he asked Wendy, "I have ordered a bottle of champagne. How about having a drink before

dinner?"

Wendy shrugged and said indifferently, "Why not."

The French food here served slowly.

But Wendy wasn't in a hurry. After taking a good sip of the champagne, Wendy asked Henson, "So

what exactly did you say to my principal to change her mind so easily?"

"Curious?"

"A little," Wendy nodded. "If it is a secret, then please just forget my question."

"I only said three sentences to her.I told her that I liked you, and order her to give your job back.

Otherwise, the Charles family and the Taylor family won't be partners anymore."

Wendy blushed for Henson's sudden confession to her. No wonder why Gorman was so furious and

came to argue with her yesterday.

"Why are you flushing?"

"Maybe because of the wine." Wendy lifted her glass to gulp the wine.

Then Wendy asked him, "So my principal just agreed smoothly?"

"No, I have heard many bad things about you from her."

Wendy frowned, "What have she said?"

"So curious again?"

Wendy felt a bit embarrassed to admitted it. "Not really."

"How about this? I'll tell you the content of our talk if you agree with me on one thing."

"No, I refuse this suggestion."

"What? Are you afraid of being asked to be my girlfriend?"

Wendy looked at Henson and began to wonder, "Was this man really that brutal and cold legendary Mr.

Charles?"

Why had not her ever saw Mr. Charles but only Henson?

Observing Wendy's nervous face, Henson smiled, "It seems that you really thought me in that way."

"No, I didn't."

"Don't worry. I won't force you to be my girlfriend. I believe one day you will marry me voluntarily."

"Never."

"Fine, then let’s skip this topic first. Recently we have been looking for a temporary lecturer for our staff.

How about taking this part-time job? Then I will tell you what your headmaster had said about you."

"Tsk." Wendy tilted her head but smiled.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Stop playing me. How could not a company like yours find a suitable lecturer? Even if it's just a part-

time job, there should still be hundreds of people applying for it." asked Wendy.

"Sure, I will use my private power to give you this offer. And this is my first time to do this. But the

salary is very good. And we will pay you the money by the day. How about now? Attractive?"

Looking at Henson, Wendy said for sure, "So you must have other motives in mind."

Henson calmly shaking his wine and smiled slightly.

"I like to talk with smart person. They can always find the key point. Yes, if you take this job, I will think

you have agreed to bring me lunch everyday. "

"Bring you lunch?" Wendy was surprised.

"Yes. You can choose to bring me the lunch, or I will go to your home to eat dinner with you everyday

when you work in my company."

Wendy was defeated by his attitude, "Don't you think that you are very bossy?"

"I am the boss. But if you feel unfair, I can also offer you free accommodations. You can come to live

with me. Then you just need to cook for me three times a week."

Wendy stared at Henson. Then she put her drink down and crossed her arms.

Henson curled his mouth into a charming smile, "I know, you are afraid of being pestered by me. But

even if you refuse this job, I will not give up you either. You have already known the reason. Yes,

Wendy Evans, I like you."

Wendy frowned and then tightened her arms.

This was his... confession?

"But it has nothing to do with my ask for you to cook for me. Over the past 27 years, I have never had

daily dishes. I felt like that I was an ordinary happy person at that day. I truly want to enjoy more daily

food."

"Can you imagine that? Since I was born, I could only see delicacies on a very large dining table.

Surrounded by a lot of servants and butlers, I have to eat that dishes impersonally."

Hearing his words, Wendy could not help but feel sorry for him.

Suddenly she could relate to him.

In the past, her mother was also busy working to support her.

So she had to eat alone, bath alone, and go to bed alone every day.

The lonely feeling... She understood.

"Alright, I see... Then when should I start my work?"

"Tomorrow is the best."

Wendy pursed her lips and asked, "So what the exactly have the headmaster said about me?"

"I think I have known Mrs. Taylor enough. What she said are all lies. So in fact you don't need mind her

words."

"How can you be so sure that she was lying?"

"She says that you are wanton. But about this, I know the best." Henson raised his brows. "I am your

first man."

Embarrassed, Wendy moved her eyes. "Please lower your voice. Is that all?"

"What else could she say? Apart from that, she could only implying your poor ground."

"So she also told you that I was an orphan?"

"What? This was not her first time to insult you?"

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"Why does she think you in that way? Haven't you told Gorman your identity?"

"I'm an illegitimate daughter. I could not just say it to everyone so easily. After all It is not a good thing

at all."

Henson laughed for this answer. For if Mrs. Taylor knew Wendy's true identity, her attitude would

definitely change. Then, Gorman and Wendy must still be a couple now.

What a lucky coincidence to him!