Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife

Chapter 180 Don't Let Me Wait Too Long

https://hotnovelpub.com While Wendy slowly inched the top of her body forward, she also started

inching her butt away from him on the sofa.

The minute she got into the position she wanted, she made a run for it as fast as she could.

Henson felt the air around him whoosh past, and

by the time he opened his eyes, she'd already reached the stairway,

the speed of which could definitely break a few world records.

He smiled and thought, "What a silly girl."

She immediately locked the door after arriving at her room,

her heart pounding non-stop.

She just wanted to mess around with him a bit, which was why she got the blueberry juices on him in

the first place, in hopes of making him feel grossed out,

so why was she the one who had to run away from him in the end?

That didn't sit right with her. She always seemed to lose every time she played tricks on him.

She groaned as she felt annoyed. She vowed to get back at him one day.

Her heart leaped to her throat after she saw the doorknob turn all of a sudden.

She yelped before saying in a guilty manner, "Promise me three things before you come in, Henson,"

"Sure. And what are they?" he said calmly while standing on the other side of the door, It sounded as if

he wasn't angry at all.

With her ears pressed against the door, she thought for a moment before replying. "Number one, you

can't touch me whenever you feel like it from now on. You're a gentleman, after all," she said. Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

"Go on," he nudged.

"Hmph. Number two, you shan't use the incident on campus to threaten me from now on," she

announced.

"What's condition three then?" he asked while learning on the doorframe.

"Number three, you can't get back at me once I open the door," she declared.

"Alright, I promise. Now, open the door," he said with a smirk.

She was skeptical at his response. "Really? You... seemed to have agreed to everything a bit too

quickly," she probed.

"Huh? Do you expect me to get back, threaten, and touch you whenever I feel like it now? But of

course, if that's what you want, I'll gladly make sure your wishes come through," he said loud, clear and

coldly for her to hear.

"I'm not crazy enough to be making such wishes," she huffed.

"Then, open up. You can't possibly have me wait outside your door for the whole night now, can you?"

The second she opened the door, he rushed into her room at the speed of light and lifted her up from

her feet

to throw her onto the soft bed. She could only let out a soft scream.

"How dare you try to bargain with me, Wendy," he smirked.

Seeing as he wanted to press her down on the bed, she wanted to get up and escape.

Before she could do so, he'd already grabbed hold of both her legs and pounced on her, trapping her

beneath him.

"You lied, Henson! You're a liar!" she screamed.

"'All's fair in love and war' is a phrase that's commonly uttered in the business field. There's

overwhelming evidence out there that suggests that promises that are made too rashly are often

invalid, so you better remember that well. I'm teaching you right now, but as for the tuition fees..

." he trailed off

and went in to kiss her. "...I suppose you can pay me with this kiss," he smirked.

Seeing as he was about to flex his power on her again, she hurriedly replied, "I don't need you to teach

me anything. I'm warning you, you better not bully me. I still haven't gotten back at you even after

holding in all my anger for a whole day now," she huffed.

"Oh? Tell me how I managed to offend you then," he nudged.

"You get off me first. We can settle our scores after that," she bargained.

"You can't play these kinds of tricks on me anymore. I've disregarded these types of tricks since I was

ten, so anything you want to say, just say it now," he instructed.

She was so livid, one could literally see smoke coming out of her ears. He really knew how to use his

words to embarrass people.

He was holding her at gunpoint, so it was impossible to argue back regardless of how ballsy she was.

Any sort of discussion in this kind of situation was bound to be one-sided.

"Talk to me, didn't you say you wanted to settle scores?" he nudged.

"Get off me first, or you won't hear a peep out of me," she pouted.

He then rubbed his lower half against her. "What are you being shy for? Huh, are you turned on right

now?" he teased.

"Oi, you're just bullying me at this point," she huffed and slapped his shoulder.

No sh*t.

"You're right. I am," he said and flashed her a devilish smile.

"Henson, you-" she started but

got interrupted by him instead. "However, I'm the only one who can bully you. No one else can," he

said.

She felt warm inside after hearing him say that,

but that didn't sound right either. "Wait, you shouldn't bully me too," she countered.

"I'm afraid you don't know how lonely it is as the top," he said

as he tucked away a few stray locks of hair behind her ears. "This is why I bully you occasionally, so

that you can experience what it's like to truly live,"

"You're not making any sense," she scoffed.

"You still don't plan on telling me what's wrong? If you don't tell me now, I won't listen to anything else

you have to say after this, you know," he said in a sing-songy manner.

"Tell me, why'd you request the headmaster to make me your personal assistant? You're obviously

aware that I'm afraid of riling up the masses, so why'd you still do that to me? Did you do it just to mess

with me?" she shot.

"If I really wanted to mess with you, I'd definitely request for him to make you my ONLY personal

assistant," he replied.

"So, that's why you told him to ask me to find two more assistants for you?" she pressed.

"You have a problem with that?" he asked back.

"You're making life difficult for me by pushing the matter onto me, you know? No matter who I choose,

those who I don't choose will hate me. I thank God He gave me brains, because that's how I managed

to spin the narrative to the three colleagues in my office.

I told them that the president was looking for professor's assistants in our faculty to be your personal

assistants, so the president will have to take the fall for me now. Otherwise, I'd be doomed," she

explained.

He raised his eyebrows at her in response. "I knew it, a clever girl like you could definitely solve such

menial problems in a cinch,"

"Flattery will get you nowhere. I was forced to do so, you know," she huffed.

While he tried his best not to laugh,

she lifted an arm to slap him across the chest. "You irk me. Now, hurry and get off me, you're so d*mn

heavy,"

He then lowered his head and whispered into her ear, "No way. I feel like... giving you a spanking now,"

With that, a hand had slapped across her butt cheeks.

Before she could fully grasp his words,

he'd already defiled her lower half, which made her explode in rage. "Henson, you rogue!" she shouted.

He gave a jolly laugh and kissed her once more before finally getting off of her.

After he stopped laughing, he said, "If I really were a rogue, I wouldn't have let you sleep beside me for

so long, causing your heart to race and your face to blush with words like these. A true rogue would've

whipped you into the best version of yourself by now. I see myself as more of an old fox who's staring

intently at a moving chunk of meat it can't have,"

She sat up on the bed and rolled her eyes at him in annoyance.

He ruffled her hair in reply. "Oh baby, you better grow up quickly for me, alright? Don't let me wait too

long. I'm already so old and frail, don't you know?" he said.

She looked at him in disbelief. The way he said it gave her the feeling that he was a wolf who was

staring intently at a chunk of meat that was roasting over the fire, and was muttering to itself, 'Can't it

cook faster? I'm starving here.... I want to gobble it up so badly...'

A shiver went down her spine. She immediately hopped out of the bed and started walking in the

direction of the closet. "I'm going to take a shower now and do some reading. Don't you dare pester me

anymore," she huffed.

He spread himself out on the bed.

Indeed... The days where he could just mess around with Wendy were the best.

Beautiful times, they were living in. https://hotnovelpub.com