Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife

Chapter 192 Raging Jealousy

"Think about it. Who do you think I was doing all of this for?" Henson probed. Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

He then lifted a finger to poke Wendy in the forehead. "If I'd taken her to a quiet place to talk things out

with her in private, then people would immediately lose their heads from sheer jealousy. Also, I'm a

straightforward man, so if I were to reject someone's advances towards me, I'd want to do it out in the

open, where everyone could see. By rejecting her in front of my woman, I was just trying to be loyal to

you. So, I'd argue that YOU should take responsibility for the matter, not me," he ranted.

His rant only left her flabbergasted and speechless.

He was a man who'd go so far as to manipulate reality with his words

and twist the truth so blatantly.

She'd truly seen it all today.

"If every capitalist in this world were like you, the world would be f*cked by now," she declared and

shook her head. "Also, stop making me sound like I'm some kind of jealous wench. I'm not as bad as

you make me out to be,"

"Right, sure you aren't," he smirked.

"Ugh, that tone of yours. I'm not one to get jealous so easily over such a little thing. If you were actually

a man who's easily wooed after being confessed to a few times, you'd definitely be married by now.

After all, there are a ton of girls out there who are pining after you," she scoffed.

He stared at her and said, "Of all the women out there who love me, why can't you be one of them?

You're not wrong in saying that their confessions won't get to me, but I'm sure yours can, so why don't

you give it a try? I'll have you know I'm as fragile as a leaf in the wind whenever I'm in front of you," he

teased.

She flushed crimson at that. "Of all topics to talk about, you're back at this again," she huffed.

"That's because I can't figure out for the life of me why I can't make you mine," he complained.

She merely pursed her lips and stared at him in response.

While he kept wondering why he couldn't make her his,

she, on the other hand, started to wonder if her heart was gradually spinning out of control.

"Well, that concludes our talk for the day," she announced and tried to hop out of bed when

he pulled her back and refused to let her get away from him. "Stay with me while I get my IV drip?" he

begged.

"Fine, but let me fetch a book to read first. You can't possibly suggest that we stare at one another the

whole time," she said.

"That's actually a pretty good idea! I read a research article somewhere that said that when two people

stare at one another for a full minute, they'll cause the other party's heart to skip a beat. I don't ever

recall you looking at me squarely in the eyes too, so maybe that's why you haven't fallen for me yet?

Come on, let's put it to the test," he suggested giddily.

"I refuse," she giggled and continued, "Why would a greedy capitalist like you read such nonsense in

the first place?"

"How can you say it's nonsense if you don't give it a try first? Who knows, it might turn out to be true,"

he chirped in a singsong manner.

"Never," she insisted.

"Heh, are you scared that you'll fall in love with me after staring into my eyes?" he teased.

She turned to face him at that. "You're not wrong. Who wouldn't fall for such an accomplished man

even without looking squarely into his eyes?" she asked.

"I never had the thought that I couldn't fall in love with you. I'm just saying that I can be insecure

sometimes because of how accomplished you are.