Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 180

She paused for two times before she finished her sentence.

Charlie stopped and frowned. "Don't make trouble." "Let's break up!"

Wendy repeated again, more firmly than just now.

Charlie narrowed his dark eyes. Under the light, his pupils contracted rapidly, but he still touched her chin to warn her. "Wendy, don't be like a spoiled child. Why are you making trouble?"

"I'm serious..." Wendy pursed her lips and looked straight into his eyes.

Although she flew to Macao last week, they had done it only once.

Just as Charlie entered the door, he was somewhat unbearable. Since he met her, his desire had been aroused. He was always thinking about her. But now, his blood, which was boiling with excitement, was extinguished by her words.

This time, Charlie stood up from her body and stood at the end of the bed. He looked down at her from a high point of view, as if he wanted to see through her. "Are you kidding me? It's not funny!"

Wendy slowly sat up.

At this angle, she had to raise her head to see his face clearly.

Although there was no obvious emotional ups and downs between his eyes, Wendy knew that he was actually very angry, and the biting muscles on both sides of his cheeks had been gently burst out.

She straightened her back and repeated, "Charlie, I'm serious..."

"I don't want to continue to be with you. It's normal for any couple to break up with each other! I hope you can be a little graceful. After breaking up, don't entangle me again..."

"Tell me the reason!" Charlie shouted in a deep voice.

"..." Wendy pursed her lips.

"I'm asking you!" Charlie shouted again.

Wendy shrank her shoulders. She was a little timid, but she still raised her head faintly and pointed out, "Charlie, you have a fiancee..."

"You know it?" Charlie was stunned.

Seeing him stunned, Wendy felt a sharp pain in her heart.

What made her more upset was that he didn't deny it.

That was right. After all, she had seen them with her own eyes. There was no need to think about the tiny hope in her heart, it was completely destroyed now.

Wendy lowered her eyes, and her eyelashes trembled slightly under the light. She clenched her hands tightly, then she chuckled with a hint of selfmockery, "Charlie, I know that you may only have feelings for my body, so you don't want to let go. Letting me be your girlfriend is just an excuse for you to continued to have sex with me..."

From the moment he moved to the opposite room, she was always wary of him.

In the end, she still couldn't help falling for him step by step. She even went all the way to Macau willingly to warm his bed.

In fact, there was no difference from the past.

It was just a nicer way to say that they were dating.

Silly, really silly...

She heard the sound of his Adam's apple rolling up and down in his throat, and then he said in a cold tone, "Wendy, how could you think so?"

"Hum? Tell me! How could you think so?"

Hearing that he repeated it again, Wendy subconsciously raised her head.

Her heart seemed to have been hit.

The light above his head was bright, but his deep eyes and his cold expression was gloomy, which could be described as sad.

"...Yes!" Wendy curled up her hands and tried to regain her voice. She tried her best to not be affected. "Charlie, when we began, we were in love with each other, so I hope we could have a good end too. This is my decision. I hope you can respect me. If you like, we can still be friends. If you don't want to, we can also be strangers."

"Are you sure?" Charlie looked at her and said indifferently.

This scene and the conversation seemed to be familiar. When they ended the transaction, she brought it up, and he also asked her this question.

Wendy lowered her head. "Yes..."

Unlike that time, there was no heavy sound of basin being kicked over.

Charlie just stood there, and he didn't shout or jump into a rage. He narrowed his eyes and stared at her.

Under such a close gaze, her face was a little itchy. Wendy raised her hand to touch it, only to find that there were tears.

The shadow in front of her fell down, it was Charlie who bent down and reached out his thumb to wipe off her tears.

Charlie's enlarged eyes and brows lowered, and Wendy felt the heat of his hot lips. She suddenly realized that he was kissing her to dry her tears. Her eyelashes trembled, and she hurriedly turned her head to avoid this kiss.

Charlie didn't insist. His arms were on both sides of her, and his sight was in line with hers.

"Wendy, this is the second time you shed tears for

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me.

"..." Her heart was a little seized.

Then, he stood up again, took out a cigarette box from his trouser pocket, and poured out a cigarette, but he didn't lit it. He just pinched it between his fingers and gently rubbed it, like what he did when he wiped away her tears.

He didn't look at her, but casually looked at somewhere. When he spoke again, his voice had already become cold. "Wendy, you'd better think it over. I won't easily give someone the second chance."

He still called her Wendy intimately as if nothing had happened.

Wendy's heart beat faster, for the way he called her as well as for his words.

But soon, she thought that he really didn't have to give her the second chance, because his fiancee had come back...

"I've thought it through..." She finally made a sound.

Charlie broke the smoke roll in his hand, but he hooked up his lips and smiled.

"Forget it."

It was the same words again.

The cigarette fell to the ground, with his moving of turning back. Charlie held his gloomy anger and strode away. In the end, there was only a heavy sound of closing the door.

Wendy closed her eyes. Forget it, forget it. Wasn't this what she wanted?

She suddenly remembered that when they first began this relationship, Charlie said that he was the same as her. At that time, she was surprised to ask him that if he had been single for so many years, and he also gave her a positive answer.

Well, in fact, he didn't lie to her.

He was indeed single and had no girlfriend, but he had a fiancee.

Suddenly, her phone vibrated in her pocket, making her limbs and bones numb.

Wendy took it out and tried to open her eyes wide to make the blurred vision clearer. It was from her best friend, Emily. When she answered the phone, Emily's voice was full of energy. "Wendy, what are you doing? Why do you answer the phone so late? Have you seen the website I sent you? It's very cost-effective for we two to buy together. Let's buy it together!"

"Wendy, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Wendy didn't say a word for a long time, Emily asked worriedly.

Wendy finally didn't need to hide anymore. She choked and said, "Emily, I broke up with Charlie..."