Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 202

"But that was not someone else."

"It's your fiancee..."

Wendy pursed her lips and looked at him. In his gloomy eyes, she finally didn't say it out lout.

Charlie asked her, "Weren't you going to the supermarket? Where are the things you bought?"

"The fire alarm rang, so my shopping bags were missed." Wendy said and felt a little pity. "I also bought a few fresh beef bones. If I cook soup with it, it will be the best way to cure the injury on bones..."

Charlie nodded when he heard the sound. He just happened to pass by the mall when he got off work. To avoid the fire engine, the cars on the road were all very slowly. There were many people in front of the shopping mall. He was attracted by them and then saw Wendy.

When he heard what she said, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you going to cook me the beef bone soup?"

"Yes..." Wendy nodded honestly. Noticing his halfsmile expression, she hurried to explain, "Er, it's just the normal concern between friends..."

"But, there's nothing left now." She sighed.

"It doesn't matter. Noodles are fine." Charlie said.

Wendy bit her lip and somehow had some thoughts in her mind. She blurted out uncontrollably, "Your fiancee said that she bought a cookbook, and there were many ways to make noodles in it. After learning it, she would make noodles for you..."

After saying that, she immediately felt regretted.

Because she didn't need to look at the smile in Charlie's eyes, even she felt a strong sense of jealousy.

She lowered her head and jumped to the kitchen with an embarrassed face. "I'm going to cook it for you right now!" NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

The eggs and chopped onions in the refrigerator were ready-made, as well as the noodles that she had bought before. She turned on the stove and boiled water. Soon, the sound of the kitchen ventilator came from the kitchen.

The noodles rolled up with thick white soup, and Wendy sprinkled chopped green onions on it.

When she turned off the fire and inadvertently turned her head, she was stunned.

It was unknown when Charlie was leaning against the door frame of the kitchen. He had taken off his coat. He was wearing a white shirt, with one hand in the pocket, the other hand holding an unlit cigarette. His eyes were fixed on her.

This scene was very familiar.

Wendy was in a trance, as if she had returned to the time when they didn't break up.

She was panting and looked away in a panic. She took out two bowls of noodles and said, "Noodles are ready!"

In front of the dining table, the two of them sat face to face. After all these things, Wendy was really hungry and was eating noodles seriously.

Charlie seemed to be the same. He picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup. When he put it down and picked a noodle up with his chopsticks, he suddenly said in a faint voice, "I can't tell what's special about these noodles. Why can't I eat enough?"

As he spoke, he looked at her with a meaningful look in his eyes.

Wendy dropped her eyes and said, "How could I know..."

"I should not count on your elm- like head. It's useless!" Charlie said.

"..." Wendy clenched her fists.

After finishing the meal, considering that Wendy's ankle was new injured, Charlie took the initiative to clean up the bowls and chopsticks.

Wendy sat on the sofa, but she always spontaneously paid attention to the movements in the kitchen.

The ringtone of a mobile phone rang. She heard the voice and found that it was Charlie's phone in his suit pocket.

The sound of the water was splashing in the kitchen and Charlie didn't seem to hear the ring. Wendy didn't take it out. She was afraid that she would not see something secret, so she simply carried the suit and jumped over with one leg.

Charlie heard the footsteps and turned around. Wendy handed it over and said, "Er, your phone is ringing..."

After wiping his hands, he took the coat and took out his mobile phone.

"Hello, dad!"

Wendy heard him said with a frown.

The serious face of Charlie's father appeared in front of her, and she couldn't help but straighten her back.

No one knew what he said over there, but Charlie frowned tighter and tighter. Finally, his thin lips compressed into a thin line. "I see, I'll go now!"

Seeing that he had hung up the phone, Wendy said hurriedly, "Leave the bowls to me."

"Fine." Charlie nodded.

It seemed that he had something important to do, he took the suit in a hurry and strode out. Soon, the sound of the door being closed came from the gate.

At night, Wendy was lying in bed after taking a shower.

The lights in the room had been turned off. Although she also closed her eyes, she didn't want to sleep at all. She didn't know what she was waiting for.

Until she vaguely heard the sound of the car engine downstairs.

Wendy lifted the quilt and walked to the window in the dark. Looking down, she saw the white Land Rover stopped under the street lamp.

Then, the car lights flashed twice, and the door of the driver's seat was opened. Charlie came down.

Instead of going upstairs immediately, he leaned against the car, lowered his head and lit a cigarette. The white smoke under the street lamp and even the dust in the smoke seemed to be seen clearly, but she couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

After he finished smoking a cigarette, Charlie put it out with his leather shoes and went upstairs.

Wendy also went back to bed and lay down again, counting the numbers silently in her heart.

The screen of her mobile phone lit up and a text message came in.

"Good night."

After Wendy seeing these two words, she finally closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The next morning, Wendy got up late.

When she hurried downstairs, she found that the white Land Rover had already left. She didn't care too much and was in a hurry to run to the bus station. She was afraid that her boss would deduct the money if she was late.

Finally, she arrived at the office building. Wendy didn't even catch her breath and followed the crowd to walk inside. After sleeping, her ankle sprain had subsided a lot.

As soon as she entered the revolving door, her cell phone rang, and she kept walking while answering the phone. "Hello, Emily! What's wrong? I'm in a hurry to go to work..." "Wendy, have you seen the news today?"

On the other end of the line, Emily's tone was serious.

Wendy was puzzled. "What news?"

"Never mind!" Emily heaved a sigh of relief when she heard it. She continued, "Wendy, listen to me. Don't see any news today!"

Wendy was confused. When she wanted to ask what was going on, there seemed to be Emily's cry from the line. Vaguely, she heard Simon's voice, and then the phone was suddenly hung up.

She swallowed hard.

Could it be that Dr. Chin stayed at Emily's place last night?

Wendy didn't have time to think too much. She put the phone back into her bag and quickly went into the office.

Fortunately, she was not late. She leaned against the chair and felt that it was so close. She wanted to make a cup of coffee to refresh herself.

Some colleagues came in one after another, and one of them came over and said that someone was looking for her outside.

Wendy was confused. She didn't understand who would come to her early in the morning. When she walked out of the office, she saw Yolanda standing at the elevator with a famous brand bag in her hand. Wendy frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm here to see you!" Yolanda was still arrogant. "I'm at work. I'm very busy," said Wendy as she turned around.

Yolanda quickly stepped forward to stop her and said with an unusually kind look, "Don't worry, I won't spend much time on you. I'm just here to send you something!"