Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 446

Kim kept his smile on his face, waiting patiently for her answer.

Wendy suddenly didn't know where to start. So many words were stuck at the tip of her tongue. In fact, she just called him on a spur of the moment. Finally, she only hesitated and said, "In fact, it's nothing. I just want to talk to someone."

"Then it's a great honor for me!" Kim's smile deepened when he heard that.

"Thank you." Wendy replied.

She picked up the milk tea in her hand, took a sip again, wiped the cream on the corner of her mouth with paper, and said casually, "Mr. Gray, why did you and my mother... not end up together?"

"Because my mother died when I was eight years old. I have always missed her very much, knowing that you and she had once been in love, so I'm just a little curious. This seemed to be somewhat rude. It doesn't matter if it's inconvenient or you don't want to say it!" In the end, she explained.

Hearing this, Kim put down the coffee cup in his hand and paused for two seconds. Then he smiled at her with a tolerant smile. "In fact, it's not a problem. But it's all in the past. Like you, I miss her so much too!"

"You already know that your mom was my first love. In fact, like many ordinary love stories, we met at the best age and fell in love for many years. We agreed that when I returned from studying in Germany, she would marry me! I just didn't expect that later she broke up with me, and then she married someone else. I actually didn't blame her. That was her choice. I respect it and wish her well!" "Oh..." Wendy said in a low voice.

Her eyelashes hung down, and at the same time, she concealed the expression in her eyes.

There was no way to investigate what had happened many years ago. From the words of Kim, she could hear that this was a very sorry love story. However, looking at the middle-aged man across from her, her mind had a million wisps of change. She didn't know it for sure, but this man was likely to be her father...

However, one thing she was sure of was that her mother had never forgotten him. Otherwise, she would not have kept that novel in German translation until now and often touched the poem on the bookmark again and again.

Kim sighed. "Your mother was a very good woman."

Even if he was jilted by her in the end and failed to marry her as he wished, he never regretted knowing her.

"Well, I know..." Wendy nodded slightly and adjusted her expression. She raised her head again and said gratefully, "Mr. Gray, thank you for coming out to chat with me today."

Kim showed a loving smile of elders, "Don't call me Mr. Gray. We have known each other for such a long time, and since I had a special relationship with your mother, you should call me Uncle Gray! Do you mind if I call you Wendy in the future?"

"That'll be great." Wendy paused for a moment and then called out slowly, "Uncle Gray."

Kim was very happy to hear that. He smiled and said to her, "If you need anything in the future, just come to me!"

After drinking the milk tea in the cup, she called the waiter over to pay the bill. The phone in her bag rang. It was from Charlie. Charlie was asking her in a deep voice, "Didn't you say you were waiting for me to pick you up at the Urn's house?"

"Uh..." Wendy stunned for a while.

She actually forgot that Charlie would pick her up after finished his work.

"Where are you now?" Charlie asked in a displeased tone.

Wendy honestly replied, "I'm at the Zoocoffee. I'm preparing to go back to the villa now."

"I'll go get you!" Charlie immediately said.

"No need!" Wendy looked out of the window. This place was far away from the Lim's house. She refused and said, "It's the peak time. Don't come here. Just go home. I'll grab a cab!"

When Wendy put down her phone, Kim asked with a smile, "Charlie's call?"

"Yes..." Wendy nodded.

"Both of you are really in a good relationship!"

Wendy smiled slightly, looked at Kim, who was getting up slowly, and asked hesitantly, "Uncle Gray, you don't look well. Are you not feeling well?" Yesterday, when she saw him in the cemetery, she felt that he didn't look very well, and she also felt it when she just entered the door.

"Recently my health is a little bit not good, but it's okay!" Kim waved his hand and said.

"Then you should pay more attention!" Wendy reminded.

"Okay." Kim nodded with a smile.

After leaving the cafe, Wendy politely refused to let Kim send her home. When the luxury car left her sight, the smile on her face disappeared. She walked to the side of the road and slowly walked back along the sidewalk instead of grabbing a cab.

She clutched her backpack with one hand, letting the wind in the evening blow her hair around her temples.

On the crowded streets, there were all strangers around her, and no one would notice her emotions. Wendy could not help but show melancholy.

In a trance, she was hit on the shoulder by someone who was walking fast towards her.

She helped the stranger pick up the briefcase that had fallen to the ground and got up to apologize. When she was about to go forward, she heard the horn of a car behind her.

"Toot toot

Wendy turned around subconsciously.

The white Land Rover was right behind her, and a pair of deep and serene eyes were looking at her through the windshield. The door of the co-driver's seat opened from the inside. Charlie frowned and said, "What are you looking at? Get in!"

Wendy was stunned, after reacting, quickly bent into the car

After the car door was closed, the first thing Charlie did was to reach out and touch her shoulder, "Did you get hurt?"

"No." Wendy shook her head and looked up at him, then asked in surprise, "Charlie, didn't I tell you to go back directly? Why are you here?"

"Then didn't you say you were going to grab a cab? Why did you walk on the streets like a ghost?" Charlie asked her with narrowed eyes.

II

.." Wendy felt awkward. When did she start to look like a ghost?

Charlie suddenly twitched his lips and asked, "How did you end up with Uncle Gray?"

Wendy was stunned for a moment. He must have heard Kim talking to the waiter when he called at that time. She replied vaguely, "I bumped into him and had a cup of coffee together..."

It was rare for Charlie to not dwell much on this issue.

He held onto the steering wheel with one hand and did not immediately start the car. Instead, his gaze was fixed on her face. Then, he turned his body to the side and opened his entire sturdy chest. "Do you need a hug?"

Wendy frowned, confused by his inexplicable behavior. But she soon thought of something, pursed her lips and asked, "... Did my father tell you?"

"Yes." Charlie nodded.

Seeing that her eyes were scattered after he answered, her droopy eyelashes gently trembling, and shadows gathered below her eyes, and she was biting her lips because of her hidden emotions, he sighed in his heart and leaned over to take the initiative to hold her in his arms.