Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 151

"What?" Yolanda screamed.

Charlie remained still, but his eyes became colder. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

The waiter, who wanted to go forward and clean up, also stood there and didn't dare to go forward.

Wendy also looked down and found that it was the knife that she dropped when Yolanda came up to catch her.

Under Charlie's sight, Yolanda only felt that she was surrounded by a gloomy atmosphere. She had to walk back and squat down to pick up the knife.

She put it back on the dining table and did not dare to stay for a second. She ran quickly to the door of the restaurant. She was also twisted by high heels in the middle, but she did not dare to check it.

The farce caused by Yolanda came to an end, and the restaurant became peace again.

Waiters had changed into a new tableware. Wendy finally ate up all the beef on her plate, but she couldn't have the seafood soup.

Charlie wiped the corner of his mouth with a piece of cloth and said, "You haven't finish yet. You go pay the bill."

Before Wendy reacted, he handed over a card.

She bit her lips and knew why he did this. Yolanda had made a lot of noise just now, and many people heard her harsh words. At this moment, some people were still looking at her from time to time. Wendy didn't refuse.

Waiter came over. She handed over the card and signed, and those eyes soon disappeared.

Just like when they came, Charlie held Wendy's hand and walked out.

The western restaurant was very close to the river, and it didn't take long for them to arrive the riverside. The Land Rover parked in the open parking space.

When unfastening her seat belt, Wendy couldn't help whispering, "Charlie, next time we'd better eat at home!"

"Because of Yolanda?" Charlie frowned.

"No." Wendy shook her head.

She just felt that it was too expensive. On the way out, she was still counting the zeros on the bill.

After Wendy saying the reason, Charlie raised his lips and said, "Okay."

When it came to Yolanda's episode, Wendy couldn't help but say, "In fact, you've told the manager that animals and Yolanda are not allowed to enter. So many people were watching her, which was humiliating enough to her. You could just let her go, why did you still ask her to pick up the knife."

It was not because she was hypocritical. After all, there were so many people watching, she didn't want him to leave a reputation of making things difficult for a woman.

"She has done this to you before, and today was just a right time for her to pay you back." Charlie said in a calm tone. "Er..." Wendy was stunned. "That's all in the past. If you don't mention, I've almost forgotten it..."

"As long as I didn't forget it." Charlie raised his eyebrows.

Wendy pursed the corners of her mouth, and she was touched.

It seemed that she had never been wronged by Yolanda since she met him.

When she felt something strange in her palm, she realized that she was still holding his card. "Uh, I forgot to give this card back to you!"

"Take it." Charlie did not take it.

"I don't need this..." Wendy's expression changed and he immediately shook his head.

This made her feel as if she had returned to the time when they were just making a deal.

"Why not?" Charlie asked.

"..." She pursed her lips and didn't answer.

Charlie squinted his eyes. "Since you've agreed to be my girlfriend, isn't it normal for you to spend your boyfriend's money?"

Wendy's heart was suddenly warmed, but she still hesitated.

"Take it!" Charlie shouted.

"Well..." Wendy lowered her head.

She didn't notice it before, but now she found that it was different from ordinary bank cards. It was black.

It was said that this kind of card could not be applied by oneself, but the bank chose 1% of the customers to grant authorization. The owner could enjoy the exclusive rights, and services. And this card had no limit to the amount...

Wendy was surprised. It was the first time that she had seen such a black card. "Is this the legendary Centurion Card? How much money does it have?"

Charlie's thin lips twitched and he said a number.

Hearing that, Wendy almost fainted.

She swallowed hard and put the card back into his hand with excitement. "Charlie, you'd better take it back..."

"What's wrong?" Charlie frowned.

"I'm afraid that I'll run away with this card..."

Charlie's face darkened.

However, when he got off the car, he still stuffed the card into her wallet.

The river bank was brightly lit and there were many people walking there. But most of them were lovers, either holding each other's shoulders or holding each other's hands.

Wendy lowered her head and looked at her hand that had been held by Charlie.

She was in a trance, as if she was in a dream, but the temperature transmitted by him was so real.

There was a flash of light in the corner of her eyes. Wendy thought that Charlie was taking out his lighter to lit a cigarette. When she looked at his hand, her eyes widened.

A platinum necklace was wrapped around his slender fingers, and there was a small, diamond- studded key pendant gently shaking in the wind.

"Is this..." Wendy stared at the necklace.

"Hmm?" Charlie raised his eyebrows.

She clearly remembered that he threw the necklace into the trash can. She didn't expect that he would pick it back...

Her chest was filled with the joy of regaining what she had lost.

Wendy licked her lips and said with embarrassment, "Er, this necklace seems to be mine..."

"Didn't you say you don't want it?" Charlie's fingers moved slightly, and his eyebrows raised a little higher.

"..." Wendy was embarrassed by his words, but her eyes could not leave the little key. Her lips moved, she still whispered cheekily, "Charlie, can you give it back to me..."

"Well." Charlie didn't say whether he agreed or not. He just let out such an inexplicable sound.

"Well?" Wendy was a little anxious.

Charlie closed his fingers and put the necklace into his pocket. Then he slowly said, "I'll think about it."

"..." Wendy was speechless.

No wonder she felt that this sentence seemed to be familiar. It turned out that he said it on purpose...

Looking at his thin lips slightly curved, lazily walked to the bench and sat down, Wendy had to follow him. She lowered her head and said nothing, but her eyes couldn't help glancing at the hand that was in his pocket next to her.

It was late autumn, and the cool night breeze was blowing. After sitting on the bench for a long time, she still felt cold, so she couldn't help but shrink her shoulders.

Immediately, there was the sound of unbuttoning the coat.

"You don't have to..."

Wendy spoke and thought that he was going to take his coat off for her.

However, when Charlie unbuttoned the coat, he stretched out his arms and lifted her up, sitting on his lap.

His chest was so broad that she could no longer feel the wind. For a moment, she could only feel his body temperature and heartbeat.

But this posture seemed too ambiguous.

Those who walked along the way would always look back at them, and Wendy gradually felt a little shy.

Another passerby passed by. Her eyelashes trembled and she was ready to get up.

However, she didn't find the right posture at the first time. When she moved again, Charlie suddenly held her waist and she heard a few words near her ear, "I want you."