Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 219

Wendy had been sitting in the Land Rover. She watched Madge stand up from her seat and then walked out of the cafe.

The wind blew outside, blowing Madge's curly hair into the air.

Madge's driver parked the luxury car on the side of the road and opened the door for her.

Just before sitting in, Madge seemed to look over in her direction. The tears on Madge's face had dried up, and Madge looked a little sad. But Wendy didn't know if it's her illusion, she vaguely saw a sneer on the corner of Madge's mouth. NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

Watching the luxury car rushing into the traffic, Wendy was stunned.

The car door next to her suddenly opened and brought in a chill. Wendy couldn't help but shrink. Charlie sat back in and fastened the seat belt.

The white Land Rover also left the cafe right after Madge's car. It was the time when the sun was the best, and the sun shone through the window warmly.

When Charlie came back, he glanced at her and threw his phone into the storage space. He said, "You can hang up now." It wasn't until then that she came back to her senses, blushing and pressing off the call. Then Charlie focused on driving and looked steadily forward. It was silent all the way. There was no radio, only the sound of the car engine.

When they met an over- long red light in front of them, Wendy finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hey..."

She bit her lips and turned her head to look at him. Seeing that he did not respond, she stretched out her hand and poked his arm. "Charlie, why don't you say anything?"

When Charlie heard her words, he glanced at her slowly.

"Why didn't you answer my question..." Wendy continued to bite her lips.

"What, you didn't hear me clearly just now?" Charlie raised his eyebrows and asked calmly.

"I heard it very clearly..." Wendy was a little embarrassed.

To tell the truth, Wendy didn't expect that Charlie would bring her here. He even used the phone to let her hear the conversation between Madge and him all the way. And from their conversation, she could know the purpose of his visit. Such generosity showed that she was a little bit of a villain to be a gentleman.

The more she thought about it, the lower her head was, and she felt a little ashamed.

It's so embarrassed!

However, the man next to her intended to make her feel worse about it. Charlie raised his eyebrows and chuckled deliberately with his thin lips slightly hooked. "...Don't laugh!"

Wendy reached out to cover his mouth with shame and anger.

But it couldn't stop his laughter. His chest rose and fell slightly, and his breath made her palm itch.

Seeing that it was useless, Wendy looked at the red light that was still on in front of them and leaned over to kiss his thin lips to stop his laughter, forgetting about being shy.

Finally, there was silence in the car.

She wanted to get out of his mouth, but Charlie deepened the kiss.

The light had turned green, and the horn of the car behind them rose and fell one after another. Some people even poked their heads out of the window and shouted, urging them to hurry up.

However, it seemed that the two of them didn't hear it, and they were still immersed in each other's tongues.

When Charlie let go of Wendy's lips, his big hand was on the back of her head and his forehead was pressed against hers. At close range, his deep eyes seemed to stare straight into her heart.

His thin lips suddenly moved, and his voice was hoarse after the kiss. "Wendy, I won't fail you."

Such a deep but extremely solemn tone.

Wendy was shocked.

The next day was Sunday, when Wendy opened her eyes, it was even later than yesterday. It seemed to be getting late outside.

She didn't mean to sleep late, she was awakened by Charlie's kisses early in the morning. The pajamas that she had barely put on last night were all stripped off, and finally, she fainted due to exhaustion. The quilt beside her was still warm, and there was a faint sound of water in the bathroom, which indicated that Charlie had been just getting up.

Wendy turned over and was still sleepy.

It was not long before her eyelids were closed. Suddenly, she heard the phone vibrate.

She subconsciously reached out her hand to the pillow, but she did not open her eyes all the way. She put it directly in her ear and said in a daze, "... Hello?"

"Who are you?"

A deep, middle-aged male voice came from over the phone.

Wendy was stunned by the question, the voice sounded familiar. Suddenly, she thought of something and opened her eyes abruptly. She found that the phone in her hand was not her own silver phone, but a black one chosen by a man.

Only then did she realize that she had picked up the wrong phone and mistakenly thought it was her own phone!

The sound of the water splashing in the bathroom stopped. Charlie walked out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel. He looked refreshed. The water droplets on his short hair flowed down his neck, flowing on every tangled muscle in his chest. Wendy had always been shy about such a scene which could make her so turned on.

But at this moment, she had no time to think anything else. She put on her pajamas directly, opened the quilt, and walked down.

"You're finally willing to wake up?" Charlie wiped his hair.

Wendy did not answer him. She quickly ran to him and said, "Charlie, what should I do?"

"Hmm?" Charlie raised his eyebrows and noticed the panic on her face.

Wendy bit her lip and said in a hurry, "I was just sleeping in a daze and accidentally answered your phone! I thought it was my phone, so I answered it... It was your father who called..."

At the end of it, her voice became smaller and smaller.

She was so annoyed that she picked up the wrong call. Thinking of the three words questioning her just now, it's like she could see Charlie's father's serious face. She could feel a gust of wind at her back.

Charlie frowned when he heard that.

He took the phone she handed over, as expected, it showed his father's number. Seeing that her eyes were full of panic, he shook her shoulder and said, "It's okay."

"You go to take a shower first, and I'll call my father back."

"Okay..." Wendy nodded. However, she didn't have the mood to take a bath. She had been anxious all the time. She rushed to the shower casually, brushed her teeth and ran out.

Charlie seemed to have finished his call. He stood by the window with his phone in his hand. When he heard the footsteps, he turned around. The wrinkles between his eyebrows were deeper than before.

"Charlie, your father... What did he say?"

Wendy asked nervously, but when she saw that he did not answer immediately, she asked more nervously, "Is there something wrong?"

Charlie lowered his head and looked at the black screen on his phone. His thin lips twitched and he said in a slightly serious tone, "Sunny ate sleeping pills last night."

"What?" Wendy suddenly widened her eyes. "Take sleeping pills?"

Something really happened!

Charlie's fiancee actually committed suicide by taking pills?

"Well, my father just told me on the phone that Sunny ate half a bottle of sleeping pills." Charlie nodded and seemed to be very surprised.

"Where is she? How is she now?" She gulped and asked in a hurry.

Charlie's facial expression did not change much. He pulled out his lips and replied, "Sunny's family found her in time. She was taken to the hospital last night. Now she's all right in the hospital."

Wendy nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that he was still frowning, she suddenly realized something and pursed her lips. "Charlie, your father asked you to see her, didn't he?"