Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 179

Charlie was still wearing a black hand-made suit, which outlined his strong figure, and his tie was neat.

The woman walking next to him was tall and slim. Although she was wearing a low-key dress, it could be seen that it was a famous brand. Her long curly hair was scattered behind her head, and it swayed gently with her footsteps.

Farr followed them behind, seemingly giving space for the two of them.

Wendy stood on the side of the exit, and the two of them walked straight out. She watched them walking past her. Because Charlie was talking to the woman next to him, he did not notice Wendy's presence.

Wendy couldn't believe it.

When she took a closer look, they were almost at the door of the hall. Even if the woman was wearing sneakers, she was not much shorter than Charlie. At this time, they were still talking, looking intimate to each other. Suddenly, the woman laughed, with a dimple on her cheek.

This scene, like a wall, blocked Windy out of them.

For a moment, Wendy felt dizzy.

She seemed to recognize that woman...

Yolanda had sent her a photo before, and it was this woman's photo! However, when Charlie proposed her to be his girlfriend, she chose to ignore it in her mind. She simply thought that Yolanda was just disgusting her...

Even if she didn't believe the words that Felix just said on the phone, she had to believe what she had seen with her own eyes.

Seeing that the two people were about to disappear in her sight, Wendy wanted to chase after them, but her feet seemed to be stuck to the ground. As if to catch the last straw, she struggled to take out her mobile phone and found the number to dial.

The line was connected quickly.

One sound, two sounds...

Wendy looked at Charlie with her eyes wide open. She saw Charlie's footsteps slightly paused and he took out his mobile phone.

All of a sudden, her heart was in her throat. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

However, Charlie did not pick it up. He just looked at it and put it back in his pocket.

The figure in her sight had disappeared, leaving only the vast crowd.

Wendy dropped her hand, and something was hitting her heart.

"I can tell you very directly that Charlie won't have a result with you. It's just a game to be with you. I don't care about it, but I won't allow him to do this all the time..."

She seemed to understand the meaning of Charlie's father's words. When she came back from the airport, Wendy had been sitting on the sofa, and the TV hadn't been turned on. She just looked at the LCD screen. Not long after, her cell phone rang.

"Did you call me?"

Wendy's hands on her knees were curled up. "Yes, you didn't answer it..."

"Yes." Charlie answered calmly. After two seconds of silence, he said, "It wasn't very convenient at that time."

Was it not very convenient?

Why wasn't it convenient?

With so many questions, the figure of him and his fiancee walking together appeared in front of Wendy's eyes. In the end, it only turned into one sentence, "Are you back?"

"Yes, I've already got off the plane." Charlie replied.

"... When will you be home?" Wendy's voice sounded natural.

Charlie paused for two seconds again and said in a low voice, "I have something to do tonight, so I will stay with my dad. Wendy, you can go to sleep first. You don't have to wait for me."

Wendy opened her mouth and wanted to ask what had happened to him, but before she could make a sound, he said in a hurry, "That's all, bye!"

After a long time, she put down her cell phone.

Wendy suddenly felt that she was a little silly. Charlie said that he was going to deal with something in the USA, but he didn't say he was going to deal with business affairs.

Perhaps he was going to pick up his fiancee...

The next day, Wendy opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling for two seconds before she got up.

When she went out of the house, her eyes stopped on the opposite security door. The door was closed. There was no trace of the white Land Rover downstairs, indicating that he had not come

back all night.

Her whole morning passed in a muddle, and in the blink of an eye, it was time for lunch break.

As her phone vibrated, she pulled open the drawer and looked at name on showing on the screen, Charlie.

In the past, it was hard to hide the joy in her heart when she saw his call. But now, she even didn't want to pick it up. She pursed her lips and put it next to her ear.

"Let's have lunch together at noon."

The calm male voice spread across the line.

Wendy refused, "No!"

"What's wrong?" Charlie was displeased.

Wendy looked at herself reflecting on the computer screen and lied, "My colleagues have already helped me book a takeout, and I still have a lot of work to do..."

"Then tonight." Charlie said and added, "But I may have to work overtime, so I may go back later. Can you wait for me?"

"Okay..." Wendy lowered her eyes.

After hanging up the phone, her colleague came out of the tea room and asked her, "Wendy, are you really not going to eat at noon? Are you not hungry?"

"I'm fine. Don't worry." Wendy shook her head.

Time passed quickly. After getting off work and returning home, Wendy stood in the kitchen in a daze. After a while, she turned around and opened the refrigerator. She took out noodles and eggs that had been prepared a long time ago, opened the faucet and began to wash the onion.

At about seven o'clock, she began to cook noodles.

When the noodles were ready, there was a knock on the door. She opened the door, finding Charlie was standing outside.

Without making eye contact with him, Wendy took out his slippers and hurriedly turned around to say, "The noodles are still in the pot. I go take it first..."

Charlie washed his hands and sat on the dining table. Wendy brought up the noodles.

There were two steaming bowls of noddles, and each of them had an egg. The golden egg yolk was exposed when he stabbed it with chopsticks.

"So good!" Charlie smelled it.

Wendy urged in a low voice, "Then eat more..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Charlie had already started eating. He had been out for nearly ten days, and what he really wanted to eat most was the noodles Wendy cooked.

After the meal, Wendy took the bowl and chopsticks to the kitchen to clean up.

As soon as she unscrewed the faucet, there was a sound of footsteps behind her. Before she could turn around, she was suddenly carried on his shoulder. In her sight, she saw Charlie's two long legs.

"I'm still washing dishes..." she said anxiously.

Her protest was invalid, and Charlie went straight to the bedroom.

They all fell down into the big bed, and he reached out to catch her. "Where do you want to hide?"

"Didn't you say you missed me, huh?" Charlie said as he kissed her passionately.

Wendy did not escape from his kiss, and she was panting because of the kiss.

Charlie raised his eyebrows and he led her hand towards under the belt. His calm voice was already a little hoarse. "Let me see how much you miss me!"

Wendy felt burn on her hand by the heat.

Since they were familiar with each other, she knew how much he wanted her at this time.

However, through Charlie's burning eyes and breath, she could only feel the coldness.

When Charlie didn't waste a word and eagerly reached out his hand to her lower body, she finally made a decision in her heart.

"Charlie... let's break up..."