Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 433

Emily looked up at her watch and whispered to herself, "It's so late. Who could it be?"

"I'm going to open the door!" Simon had already gotten up and walked towards the entrance.

The two remaining girlfriends looked at each other, and Emily was even more curious, so she also got up and poked her head into the entrance.

When she saw the tall figure, she quickly sent a secret message to Wendy. "Wendy, it seems to be Mr. Hogg!"

Upon hearing this, Wendy curled her lips.

In fact, when the door was knocked, Wendy had guessed that it would be Charlie.

As the security door closed, the steady and familiar footsteps were getting closer and closer. Wendy pretended not to see him. She slightly turned her head down and did not take the initiative to look at him. It wasn't until the two long legs were standing next to her that she reluctantly looked out of the corner of her eye.

When she saw the trouser legs that had become darker because of the wetness, she couldn't help but look up, only to find that his whole body was soaked in rain, and he didn't even wear a suit jacket. There was only a thin white shirt on him, which was all attached to his body at this time, and the short hair in front of his forehead was dripping with rain.

Wendy had long forgotten that she was determined not to talk to him, and immediately stood up from the couch.

She raised her hands faster than her head and wiped the raindrops from his face. Her heart ached. "Charlie, how did you end up like this? It's raining so heavily outside. You don't even bring an umbrella?" "I came out in such a hurry that I didn't have time to think about it." Charlie explained with a twitch of his lips.

Wendy's heart ached even more when she heard that.

Simon took a bath towel and handed it over, not forgetting to assist Charlie. "Hurry up and wipe first! It's so late and raining so hard. Why do you come here? Look, there's nothing dry all over your body!" Wendy bit her lip and looked at Charlie with worries in her eyes.

"Aunt Lee told me that you won't come back tonight." Charlie took a bath towel and wiped his body casually. He looked down at her and said, "I know that you are still angry, but I'm worried about you! Besides, if you don't come home, how can I sleep? Larry is waiting for you at home too!"

After a pause, he moved a little forward and whispered in her ear, "Wendy, come back with me. I'll sleep in the study room."

Wendy looked up and saw that his deep eyes were as soft as Larry's at this time. The light shone on them, adding a bit of pity to him. Her already not-so-determined heart had begun to shake.

"Wendy, are you going to stay here tonight or not?" Emily asked with a smile.

Wendy clenched her fingers. When she saw the rain dripping from his temple, she finally couldn't bear it and shook her head. "Well, no..."

Charlie and Simon both let out a sigh of relief.

The former finally took his woman home, while the latter finally didn't have to leave his woman.

Charlie took her hand and said gratefully, "Miss Sam, I'm sorry to bother you. I'll buy you dinner some day!"

"I'm her best friend. Mr. Hogg, you don't have to do this!" Emily waved her hand. Speaking of which, in the past, Charlie helped her a lot because of Wendy.

"Then we'll take our leave first. Simon, you guys should go to bed early!"

After Charlie finished speaking, he led Wendy out of the entrance.

When the security door closed, Simon secretly gave Charlie a thumbs up.

Charlie raised his eyebrows quietly.

The rain didn't stop and continued to fall. Along the way, the two of them didn't talk much. Only the front and back windshield swayed to the left and right.

After entering the villa, Larry had been coaxed to bed by Aunt Lee. Wendy turned to Charlie and said, "Take off all your wet clothes. Go in and take a hot bath!" "Okay." Charlie nodded.

More than ten minutes later, he came out with a bath towel.

Wendy wanted to go in and throw Charlie's wet clothes into the washing machine. When she came in, she saw him sneezing and frowned slightly. He didn't look well.

"Are you alright?" She asked.

Charlie shook his head, pulled out a tissue, and said in a hoarse voice, "I probably have a cold."

Wendy couldn't help but furrow her brows at Charlie's words.

She thought that he was still lying in the hospital some time ago and had suffered serious injuries. He had not completely recovered yet. The doctor also advised him to take a good rest. What if he caught a cold because of the rain...

Wendy lifted the quilt and put the pillow back in place. "You lie in bed for a while. I'll go downstairs to cook a bowl of ginger water for you. You should drink it to expel the cold. Otherwise, you will have a fever at night!"

Charlie twitched his lips and lay down according to what she said.

Seeing her figure disappear at the door of the bedroom, his thin lips quietly drew a slight arc.

Well...

As expected, the trick of injuring himself was the most effective way.

Charlie was lying on the bed lazily. After all, he had stayed alone in the study for a whole night. At this time, he was in a good mood as he smelled her residual scent in the quilt.

Soon, Wendy came up with a bowl of ginger water.

Fearing that it would be too spicy, she added some brown sugar and handed it to him.

Charlie didn't hesitate. He sat up and drank it all. When he gave the bowl to her, he didn't let go of it. Instead, he used some strength to hold her in his arms.

Wendy did not prepare for this at all. She almost fell on his chest.

She pushed him angrily. "Let go of me..."

"No!" Charlie didn't let go and tightened his grip even tighter.

Wendy was about to be stuck into his body, and she was out of breath. She heard his thin lips kiss her in her ear while struggling, "Wendy, I'm sorry."

"I know, it's my fault, my fault." Charlie sighed. His calm voice was full of remorse and regret. "I'm also very regretful. I misunderstood you at that time. Don't be angry, okay?" Wendy slowly curled up the corners of her mouth.

She raised her head from him embrace and said with a frown, "Charlie, I'm indeed very angry. What makes me angry is that you think I betrayed you, which means you don't believe me at all!" Wendy knew that it was just a misunderstanding.

It was the malice of others that led to their breakup. She could understand that and even could imagine when he saw such a picture at that time, he was not so good. He was deliberately misled into a false impression that he had been betrayed by his own woman. He was angry but also sad.

When Wendy thought that she managed to finish her grandmother's funeral because she missed him every day, she was so distressed that she didn't know how she had managed to get through it. But she was even angrier that he didn't believe her.

"It's not that I don't believe you." Charlie defended himself.

Wendy was about to refute him, when he continued in a low voice, "I'm just... scared."

"Scared?" She had a puzzled look on her face.

At the same time, she was also very surprised to hear the word coming out of his mouth.

"Yes." Charlie lowered his head and his deep eyes seemed to be trying to suck her in. For the first time, he analyzed himself with her. "You and I are very clear about how our relationship started. After the transaction, I refused to let go of you and proposed to date you, then you agreed. But all the time, I kept you by my side in a strong and overbearing way. You were always in a passive state in this relationship." "You used to love Felix. If it weren't for me forcing you, you might have chosen him. So, of course, I would be scared, because you have never taken the initiative to express your feelings for me, and even... you never said a word of love."

At the end of his words, his voice was low and deep, and there was also a trace of grievance in it. Wendy was stunned there.

She had never thought that he would think this way.

Obviously he seemed to be so vigorous, planning, there's nothing that he can not control. He can handle anything with ease, but when it came to her, he had such an unconfident side and was even scared... However, after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that she had never expressed her love to him.

All along, she had gotten used to his bossy feelings. Coupled with her personality, she had always obediently followed in his footsteps. Even once inadvertently, he had said that he liked her...

However, how could he not know that no matter how overbearing he was, if she did not have any feelings for him after the transaction, how could she agree to date him!

Wendy found it funny, but she felt sour and soft in her heart.

"What an idiot..."

She looked up and cursed softly.

This was what Charlie used to say to her. At the same time when his face turned dark, she suddenly said, "I love you!"