Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife novel Chapter 43

"Why should I tell you first when I go back my home? " Mason was straightforward, "do you regard me as an stranger now?"

In Wendy's eyes, the rumors was true. And their relationship was really bad. After all, Mason was speaking to Henson with hostility.

Wendy felt awkward for Henson. But Henson was calm, "You insisted to move out before. If we go to your place without telling you ahead, wouldn't you feel surprised? "

The scene became both silent and awkward.

Wendy thought, should she pick up her bag to say goodbye to them?

Before she could spoke, Daisy said, "Henson, you misunderstood Mason. I am the one who wanted to come back to see Howell."

Howell added, "Thanks to Miss Evans, I believe I will get a good grade in this test."

Daisy once moved her gaze to Wendy. "Miss Evans, thank you so much."

Howell laughed, "This dinner is for thanking Miss Evans. Mason, Daisy, how about staying to eat together?"

Daisy looked at Mason to refuse, " Thanks, but I think we should go now."

Mason looked at Daisy lovingly, "This dinner is for Miss Evans. As the members of this family, it will be rude for us to leave now."

Wendy was depressed for they all took her as an excuse.

Wendy forced an awkward smile.

Henson walked to Wendy to put his arms around her shoulders.

"Wendy. Let me introduce you, this is my brother Mason Charles. You can call him Mason. This... As you know, Daisy."

Henson naturally helped her to tidy the hair on the forehead.

Wendy frowned for his flirtatious action.

Seeing Wendy didn't respond, Henson tightened his grip on her shoulder.

Wendy nodded to them again, "Hello."

Mason raised his eyebrows and asked, "Miss Evans, are you still a student, right?"

 "Yes, I am a senior at the San Diego University. I will graduate soon."

""No wonder you can be so good at teaching. Henson chooses the right teacher."

"Mason, you should say I am good at choosing a good woman." Henson said as he walked Wendy inside the house naturally, " Just come in, it is time for dinner now."

Howell pushed Mason to go into the house, "Henson seemed to meaning other things."

Mason did not reply Howell, but his gaze landed on Daisy.

Daisy was looking at Henson and Wendy, still.

When his wheelchair passed by, Daisy looked back to meet his gaze.

Daisy quickly cleared her thoughts and laughed to Mason. Then she walked to Howell, "Howell, let me do that."

Howell waved his hand, "It's been a while since I saw Mason last time, so just let me push the wheelchair."

Henson spoke to Wendy in his arm secretly, "Help me to make a good show tonight."

"Why should I do that?" Wendy looked at him, "I don't want to join in your family's businesses."

"Wendy, but in fact you have no choice. If you don't cooperate, then I will not help you to keep the secret."

"What secret?"

"That night."

"Henson, you ba*tard!" Wendy's voice wasn't loud but she was really angry.

Henson smiled naturally to pinch her cheek, "Yes, I am despicable. So it's all up to you now. I can tell the truth to them at any time. Anyway I don't care to be discussed by people with you."