Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 237

On the weekend's break.

After Wendy answered the phone, she went back to the bedroom and opened the wardrobe.

She changed her clothes and went into the bathroom to comb her hair in front of the mirror. She simply put a ponytail behind her head. Just as she turned back, she was shocked. She didn't know when Charlie was leaning against the door, with his deep eyes staring at her.

"Where are you going?"

Wendy blinked innocently. "Well, I told you last night that Felix came back and I would have dinner with him today..."

In fact, Felix was on last night's flight back. Ewan called her and asked her to pick Felix up together. But she found an excuse. Because of what she had experienced in the car that day, she's afraid that Charlie would be mad at her. So she got his permission for meeting Felix in advance.

"Just a simple dinner, do you need to dress up?" Charlie said in an unfriendly tone, expressing his displeasure.

"Do you want me to go there in my pajamas..." Wendy was speechless.

"Do you need to put on special makeup?" Charlie's eyes swept across her face like radar.

"..." Wendy looked at the mirror with a dumbfounded face.

In the mirror, she wore nothing on her face. She didn't wear any makeup except for the skin care products and a bit of transparent lipstick due to the dry winter weather. If this was what he meant special makeup...

Wendy took out a tissue from the box and wiped her lipstick silently.

Wendy put on her coat and was finally ready to go out. When she walked to the hallway, she looked back at the gloomy eyes that were always staring at her and asked hesitantly, "Why don't... you come with me?"

"I'm not going!" Charlie refused her in a deep voice. "I have a schedule today!"

"Oh..." Wendy nodded.

She let out a sigh of relief. She was really afraid that he would agree. Otherwise, how could she finish the dinner...

"... Then I'm leaving?"

After putting on her shoes, she shouted to the inside tentatively, "I'm really leaving?"

Without any response, she pushed the door open and left.

Wendy thought they were eating out at a restaurant, but she didn't expect that Felix was planning to cook at home. The apartment where he lived was still the same one. Wendy had been there once before and was able to find it by memory.

When she entered the elevator, Ewan also arrived with red wine. Since Wendy knew Ewan's relationship with Charlie at the Hogg's Mansion, t's still slightly disconcerting to see him again.

When they entered, Felix had almost finished cooking and most of the food was on the dining table. Wendy and Ewan helped Felix to prepare some dishes, and soon they could start to eat.

Felix's cooking skills had always been good, and the entire restaurant was filled with the wonderful smell of those dishes.

The bottle of red wine brought by Ewan was opened. The bottle of red wine was bottomed out before they had finished their meal. Wendy didn't take a sip, and Felix didn't drink much either. Most of it went into Ewan's own stomach.

After the last cup, Ewan lay on the sofa and spread himself. He looked drunk, but he's not.

Wendy couldn't help but be concerned, "Is Ewan okay?"

"Don't worry about him. I don't think he's been in a good mood lately." Felix waved his hand.

Wendy stared at Ewan, who was on the sofa, holding the small jade joss on his neck again, and thought of the special meaning of that thing, she nodded after hearing what Felix said.

Without Ewan, there were only the two of them on the table. Wendy was a little nervous.

Since the call at the airport, they had never contacted each other again after Felix asked her to break up with Charlie and told her that Charlie had a fiancee. She thought that Felix would be asking if her relationship with Charlie was broken or not... When Felix looked at Wendy with a serious face, he was still as warm as before. He took the lead and said, "Ewan told me everything about you and Charlie."

"I..." Wendy bit her lip.

"To tell you the truth, I didn't expect Charlie to refuse the engagement, which surprised me."

Wendy pursed her lips and didn't say anything. In fact, she didn't expect that either.

Felix smiled, but paused for a while and said in a dignified tone, "However, Wendy, No man would be willing to sacrifice his power and glory for a woman. Women are always the victims of men in the upper class. Love is insignificant in their lives. Especially for people like Charlie, I hope you can keep a clear mind."

Wendy frowned and said, "I trust him."

When the sun gradually went west, Wendy got off the bus.

Felix and Ewan both had been drinking. She didn't ask them to send her back. So she came back alone.

When she saw the white Land Rover parked downstairs, she was slightly surprised, as if the position hadn't moved as it had before she left the house.

She quickly went upstairs and opened the door, as expected, there was a pair of shiny male leather shoes on the shoe cabinet.

She looked inside and saw a smell of smoke conning from the living room.

She changed her slippers and walked in. She almost thought that she had accidentally entered a fantasy world shrouded in white smoke, and had no idea how many cigarettes he's smoked.

It seemed that he had heard her, and his back froze for a moment while sitting on the sofa.

Then he quickly put out the cigarette in his hand, picked up the newspaper next to him, and lowered his eyebrows as if nothing had happened. Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Wendy walked over and Charlie didn't even raise his eyebrows, as if there's something fascinating up there.

Wendy took off her bag and looked at Charlie in surprise. "Uh, didn't you say that you have a schedule today? Why did you come back so early?"

"Yes." Charlie pulled his lips.

Wendy waved her hand to disperse the smoke. "How many cigarettes did you smoke..."

"A few." Charlie said flatly.

One, two, three...

After counting for a while, she still couldn't figure out how many cigarettes there were. Wendy silently looked away from the ashtray.

Then she looked at his home dress and thought of a possibility. She held back the twitching corners of her mouth and asked tentatively, "Charlie, you didn't go out at all, did you?"

"Be quiet. I'm reading!" Charlie shouted in a deep voice. "Charlie, your paper's upside down..." Wendy kindly reminded him.

An awkward expression flashed across Charlie's face. He put the newspaper together and threw it on the table.

Like a naughty little boy, he got up and strode into the bedroom.

Wendy was stunned for a moment. After a few seconds, she saw that he was lying on his back on the bed with his arms folded. His deep eyes were closed, and his face showed that he was unpleasant. It seemed that the words "Stay away from me" were written on his forehead.

She quietly walked over and lay on one side of the bed.

After waiting for a long time, Wendy found that Charlie still didn't want to open his eyes.

She reached out and gave him a push, but there was no response.

Then she poked his strong muscles with her finger, but this time, he reacted and dodged her hand.

Looking at his tight jaw, Wendy was not afraid at all. Instead, she couldn't hold her laugh and giggled, "Charlie, you are so cute..."

Charlie suddenly opened his eyes and glared at her. "Are you tired of living?"