Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife novel Chapter 76

Wendy felt a little reluctant.

After an hour and a half, they reached the resort.

His car coming to a stop, two rows of waiters greeted them respectfully along the path.

"Mr. Charles. Your brothers and relatives have arrived."

"OK, I got it." Henson coldly replied. Then he walked towards Wendy.

He reached out to take her hand. With the astonished gazes from the crowd, they walked into this isolated villa by the lake.

Wendy was a little awkward. She turned her head to Henson and whispered, "Isn't it just a small vacation? Why do you need to make such a big scene?"

"What do you mean?"

“Waiter waiting along both sides to greet, it is too much. Don't you think so?"

Henson smiled, "Then why do you think we should spend so much money here? We just want enjoy ourselves here. The clean air as well as the good services. I have paid for that."

"This's really the world for you rich people. I can not get your feelings. To a common people like me, a travel would just mean some good local food by the street and some local specialties after going shopping. About the service, I have no idea."

Henson looked at her and said, "Then you can get used to it from now."

As they spoke, they had already arrived at the gate of the villa.

Mason and Howell were sitting on the chairs, fishing by the lake.

Daisy was sitting between them.

Hearing their footsteps, they all turned around.

Howell waved his hands. "Henson, Sister Wendy, come here quickly. Mason and I are in a competition now."

The waiter brought Henson's small luggage into the villa.

Henson took Wendy's hand and walked over to them.

Seeing the crossed hands, Daisy's gaze froze. Then she turned her sight away.

Wendy nodded to them, "Hello, Mason, Daisy."

Daisy stood up to smile at Wendy. "Hi, Wendy."

"Sorry to bother you."

"Don't say that. You are going to be our family too soon." Daisy asked, "Henson, do you want to join the competition?"

"What's the reward? "

"The winner will have a chance to choose a room first.

" Howell laughed, "Henson, I am in fact joining this for you. You know I am alone. I don't care which room I will finally get."

Henson refused, "I don't need your help. I will do it myself."

Daisy said gently to Wendy, "Wendy, come here to sit with me."

Henson pulled Wendy's hands and refused. "She can’t leave me. She has to sit beside me; she's my lucky star."

Howell sat there to boo and hoot at Henson.

Wendy feeling embarrassed, she poked Howell on the head. "Stop it."

Howell laughed, "Sister Wendy, I'm not messing around. It is so rare and interesting for Henson treat a woman like this. Mason, have you ever seen this before?"

Sitting in a wheelchair besides them, Mason had kept silent all the time. But now he replied with a light smile, "No."

Hearing this, Daisy bit her lips to retreat two steps, she sitting back into her chair alone.

Henson sat down to pull a chair nearer to his side.

Wendy felt awkward, but she could only sit down there.

Now even Howell would tease her now.

Why did Henson always do sweet talk to her in front of his family?

Lucky star?

Later, if he failed catching a single fish, he would be definitely ashamed.