Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 443

When Kim put down the bouquet, he noticed that there was already a bouquet beside him, and it was also a bunch of calla lilies, just like the one he brought.

He suddenly realized that he had ignored something and looked up.

He looked at Wendy in surprise, and his eyes were different from before. "Miss Lim, how did you know she is here? Did..."

"Yes, she is my mother." Wendy nodded and said slowly and clearly.

"You're actually her daughter!" Kim could not help but stand up quickly when he heard that.

"Yes..." Wendy softly said.

She did not expect that Kim's first love whom he had always missed would actually be her mother.

Kim's face was full of surprise, and his tone was also full of exclamation. "No wonder, ever since we knew each other, I've always felt a strong bond with you, Miss Lim. It turns out that you are the daughter of Aubree!"

After knowing this, Kim looked at the photos on the tombstone and suddenly felt that the looks of the mother and daughter were somewhat similar. It was as if through her, he saw the young girl standing in fron of him, through the twenty years of time...

Wendy pursed her lips and smiled, but she quietly clenched her fists tighter.

After that, the two of them walked out of the cemetery side by side. The drivers outside were waiting for them.

After knowing about that, Kim's attitude towards Wendy became warmer and more kind. He looked at her lovingly and took the initiative to say, "I guess it's almost evening after returning to the city, how about we having dinner together?"

Wendy shook her head and refused politely, "Some other time, I have an appointment today..."

In fact, she didn't have an appointment at all. It's just an excuse.

"That's good!" Kim did not want to put her in a difficult position. He smiled and nodded, waving goodbye.

Just like every time they parted, Wendy saw the driver opening the door respectfully. Then Kim bent over and entered the car and the car drove away in her sight. The only difference was the strange emotion in her heart.

Seeing that she did not move for a long time, Uncle Lee couldn't help but ask, "Miss Lim, shall we get in the car?"

Wendy came to her senses and nodded slightly.

Half of the sky was dyed red by the sunset in the distance. Charlie parked the car and went into the villa. Inside, Aunt Lee came out to welcome her with a smile.

"Mr. Hogg is back!"

Charlie looked at his son, who was sitting alone on the couch watching cartoons, and asked, "Is Wendy in the kitchen?" "Miss Lim is cooking, and the young master said that he wants to eat cola chicken wings!" Aunt Lee nodded and said. "Hum." Charlie replied lightly.

He handed the suit jacket he took off to Aunt Lee and went straight to the kitchen without even entering the living room.

The cooker hood buzzed inside the kitchen, and the sound of footsteps was blocked by it at the same time.

Charlie saw Wendy standing in front of the stove wearing an apron. A strand of her hair fell from the back of her ears, revealing the perfect curve of her fair neck. Her face was slightly red, and the side of her face looked gentle and attractive.

His Adam's apple bobbed and he held back the impulse to rush up from his lower abdomen.

When Charlie approached, he found that she was holding a turner in a daze. Her eyes fell on a spot on the tile, and she didn't even notice his hand.

He stepped forward and said with a frown, "What are you looking at? The pot is almost burnt!"

Wendy suddenly heard his voice and seemed to be shocked. She subconsciously turned to look at him, but the turner in her hand also drew a parabola in the air at the same time and hit Charlie in the hand.

"Ah!"

Wendy immediately cried out in a low voice. The turner was in the oil pot all the time, and the temperature was very high. It must be very hot to be hit by it.

Charlie was caught off guard and couldn't dodge. He let out a hissing sound and then took a deep breath. He shook his injured finger and raised his eyebrows. "Are you trying to murder your fiance?" Wendy hurriedly turned off the fire, grabbed his hand as she threw away the turner, and said, "How is it? Did you get burned? Let me see!"

Luckily, he reacted timely, just two fingers burned red, no blisters.

Wendy unscrewed the tap next to her, placed his hand under the water, and washed it with cold water.

"Does it hurt?" She blew on it.

"I'm fine." Charlie curled his lips.

Wiping the water droplets on it, the red areas that were burned were still shocking to the eye. Wendy frowned. "Why do you suddenly come here? It's very dangerous! What if you get seriously burned? By that time, your hand will be covered with scars!"

Charlie raised his eyebrows, but he didn't care.

Wendy was afraid that he would still feel pain, so she opened her mouth and put his finger in her mouth in a hurry.

However, he acted as if nothing had happened and even deliberately wrapped his finger around the tip of her tongue...

"Is it better now?" Wendy asked with a red face. Instead of answering her, Charlie lowered his head and looked at her with a very ambiguous look.

"Why are you looking at me like that..."

Wendy muttered unnaturally. Her waist was held by him, and his thin lips were against her ears. He breathed deeply and said, "I'd rather you kiss me somewhere else."

Following his sight, she looked at the lower part of his waist.

She immediately understood what he meant, and was so embarrassed that her breath trembled.

Pervert...

Seeing that she was struggling in his arms, Charlie stopped teasing her. He was not in a hurry anyway. It was evening in a few hours, and he could do whatever he wanted with her in the bed at night. "Don't worry, it's no big deal, just got burned a little and don't even need ointment. It'll be fine in a minute!" Charlie pulled her into his arms and asked with a frown, "But you, why do you look so preoccupied?" Wendy shook her head, knowing that he would not give up easily until got the answer, so she pursed her lips and said, "I'm just thinking about Emily..."

It is not intentionally perfunctory, and she was indeed very worried about her best friend.

As a mother, losing the child was the most painful thing in the world...

Charlie's expression froze when he heard that. "She's probably still in the hospital. If you're worried, you can go to visit her tomorrow." "Yes." Wendy nodded.

With his strong arms around her waist, the kitchen was filled with warmth, which made her floating heart gradually calm down after coming back from the cemetery. She breathed out and slowly said, "Tomorrow... I would like to go back to the Urn's House again."

"What are you doing there?" Charlie looked down at her.

"Nothing." Wendy shook her head. After thinking for a while, she smiled and explained softly, "It's just that I haven't been there for a long time. I don't know how my father is recently. I want to go back to see my father..."

When it came to the word "father", she obviously felt her heart skipped a beat.

She suppressed all her emotions by secretly clutching her fingers.

"Okay, I'll pick you up when I'm done with work." Charlie said, pursing his lips. "Okay." Wendy answered with her head bowed.

He needed an answer to some doubts that had been buried in her heart!