Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 65

"Wendy, why do you come back alone?"

When Wendy went back to the ward, grandma asked.

The back of Charlie who had left quickly seemed to be still in front of her eyes. She lied to grandma, "Oh, he has something urgent to deal with in the company..."

"OK." Grandma nodded to show her understanding, "It's late, but he still needs to work! He is really industrious. He is so nice to spear some time to visit me!"

"Yeah..."

"I was worried at first, but I didn't expect to Charlie was so easy-going..."

After that, no matter what grandma said, Wendy didn't answer a word.

She dared not to look at the old lady. She sat beside the bed with half-closed eyelids and felt bitter in her mind.

Wendy stayed in the ward until nine o'clock in the evening. She came out of the hospital and planned to take the last bus home.

As soon as she went down the stairs, she suddenly heard ‘Toot—’.

Wendy was startled and saw a white Land Rover.

In the dim light, Charlie's facial features became more outstanding. He held a burning cigarette in his hand, throwing off some sparks.

Wendy was a little surprised.

She didn't expect that he was still there because they had an unhappy talk before.

She didn't have the courage to pretend that she didn't see it and passed by. Although she didn't want to go back with him tonight, she still opened the door silently. The car was full of smoke, and she didn't know how many cigarettes he had smoked.

As soon as she fastened the seat belt, the Land Rover started and sped up.

They kept silent all the way. Wendy tried to control herself, but she failed. She secretly put down the window, and the wind came in and blew away lots of smoke. Then, she felt that she could finally catch her breath.

"Close it!"

Wendy was frightened and did as he said immediately.

When the car window was closed, the Land Rover stopped.

They didn't go home but stopped at a 24-hour hot pot restaurant. Wendy turned to Charlie and asked in surprise, "Will we eat here?"

"Have you eaten?" Charlie asked her.

"Yes..." Wendy replied honestly.

It was so late now. He left angrily in the evening. Wendy thought that he would not want to see her today, so she ate with her grandma in the hospital. Charlie's lips twitched. He pulled out the car key and said to her, "Then watch me eating!"

Wendy had to follow him into the restaurant.

At this time, there were not many people inside. The hot pot was ready soon. It was a traditional copper pot which use charcoal to heat. The flame was heating the bottom of the pot, and after a while, the soup in the pot was boiling and steaming.

Charlie lowered his head, and there was a gloomy on his face. The waiters were very careful when serving the dishes.

Wendy was full tonight, so she couldn't eat anymore.

However, it was boring to sit like this, especially the man opposite her had a cold expression. He picked up a piece of meat and ate slowly. She worried that it would take quite a long time for him to finish. So, she took another pair of chopsticks and helped him to put the meat into the pot.

After the meat was cooked thoroughly, she picked it up, put it on a small plate, and handed it to Charlie. But he pushed the plate back and said, "I don't like coriander. It smells bad!"

Wendy heard his words, then, she had to pick out all the coriander.

"The beef is over-cooked and difficult to the bit!"

"I'll do it again..."

"Shell a shrimp for me. Remember to devein!"

"Got it..."

Wendy followed his instructions all the time. She was busy and sweated on her forehead during the meal.

After paying the hill and leaving the restaurant, Charlie started the car and turned on the radio, and the music echoed in the car.

Wendy secretly cast a glance at him and found that he seemed to be in a better mood.

When they stopped at a red light, Charlie took out a cigarette from the cigarette case. This time, he took the initiative to put down the window. After took two deep drags on the cigarette, he skillfully flicked the ash and said, "What you said in the hospital is true, isn't it?"

"If you don't believe me, I can swear again. I definitely don't have delusions, I..."

"Not this!" Charlie interrupted her.

"..." Wendy was confused.

Charlie took a deep drag on the cigarette again and said, "You would never fall in love with me?"

"Well..." Wendy nodded slowly.

Then, she saw his face getting darker.

How moody he is...

Charlie glared at her with his black eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Wendy, are you blind?"

Wendy protested in a weak voice, "I have good eyesight..."

"So your mind is blind!" Charlie ground his teeth.

"..." Wendy was speechless. Looking at his dark side face, she was silent for a while, and then said, "... Mr. Hogg, don't act like a prince."

Charlie frowned, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Wendy was glad to see this. She was afraid that he would answer back, so she reminded him that the light turned green to change the topic.

When they got home, Charlie took off his coat and asked her, "You go to take a shower first."

"Okay." Wendy nodded obediently.

As the bathroom door closed, Charlie took out his phone.

Farr, who was on the line, seemed to have fallen asleep. But he dared not to refuse the phone call, so he answered in a respectful tone, "Mr. Hogg!"

Charlie glanced at the bathroom and asked, "Do you think I act like a prince?"

Twenty minutes later, Wendy came out of the bathroom.

"I'm done..."

She twitched the corner of her mouth, indicating that he could go to wash up.

Charlie stood up, but he didn't go to the bathroom. Instead, he came over and picked her up.

Wendy was so shocked that the towel in her hand fell to the floor.

Then, he pressed her on the big bed.

Charlie kissed her hard.

His movements were so fast that she couldn't make a sound.

Charlie raised his hand and pulled off all the buttons of her shirt. He changed his hand and her shirt was thrown to the floor by him, which covered her bathrobe.

All of a sudden, Farr's serious answer echoed in his ears, "Someone acts like a prince means that the man is feeling good about himself, imagining himself as a perfect prince in a fairy tale, and thinking that all the women in this world were attracted by him..."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help grinding his teeth. "Can you be gentler..."

Wendy's toes were tense and she begged him.

Charlie replied, "I'm gentle enough!"

Wendy pushed his shoulder, but he didn't move. She could do nothing but let him do whatever he wanted.

She lost control of his movements and indulged herself in it.

At lunchtime, Wendy came out of the office.

Today, it was her turn to take the deliveries. When she walked to the elevator, she found a familiar slender figure coming out of it.

The man went straight to her with his hands in his pockets. There was a jade Buddha statue hanging on his neck and a grin on his face, "Wendy, did you miss me?"

"Ewan? You are back!" Wendy smiled after a short surprise.

"Well, I haven't recovered from the jet lag!" Ewan pointed at his dark under- eye circles, and then dragged her into the elevator, "Let's go, we'll talk while eating!"