Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 526

After self-healing, Tilly still did not want to give up her attemp and asked, "Wendy, is Brother Charlie so nice to you because you're pregnant? Does he only pay attention to you whenever you go?" "Really?" Wendy thought.

After being asked like this by Tilly, Wendy was stunned for two seconds.

That's true! It seemed that no matter where they went, or how many people were present, Charlie's deep eyes seemed always to be unconsciously fixed on her, just like two locks that would lock her tightly forever.

Wendy thought seriously and then asked earnestly, "Do you want to hear the truth?"

When Tilly heard this, she immediately decided not to look for more troubles. She shook her head like a rattle. "Forget about it. Just pretend that I didn't ask!"

Wendy nodded. That was exactly what she meant!

Tilly shook the ponytail behind her head, and at the same time, her mind had become much soberer. She would not regret what she had decided herself. Since she had already made up her mind to choose to bless Wendy and Charlie, she would give up her affection towards Charlie completely. She would not want to be an indecisive person!

Moreover, although she had lost a dream of love, it was still relatively not a loss for her to gain a good friend like Wendy!

Tilly sat down on the sofa next to Wendy. She held latter's arm up and rubbed it with her face. "Wendy, to tell you the truth, I come here because I want to ask you for a favor..." "...What's the matter?" Wendy narrowed her eyes.

Tilly chuckled and tried to please her. "Look. We've already turned hostility into friendship, and become besties from rivals in love before. Can you do me a favor? I don't want to be kicked out by Grandpa! I haven't been home for seven years, and I like here so much! I've been planning to find a job in Ice City for the past few days. It might not easy for an overseas returnee like me to find a job here. Can you help me?"

Tilly decided to go back to the motherland mainly for two reasons: Firstly, she wanted to see Charlie again, and tried to become his girl friend; secondly, she was essentially a person who had a deep national sense and always missed her home town. Having studied and lived abroad for so many years, she still wanted to return to the cradle of her life.

Wendy laughed at her words.

It was not just their grandfather's approval that mattered. Charlie's approval was more important.

Tilly was a very smart girl. She knew that even if Old Master Gray's heart softened, whether she could stay in her motherland still depended on Charlie's attitude. If Charlie insisted that Tilly must go back to England, Old Master Gray would still not be able to do anything about it.

Wendy nodded and said, "Okay, I'll call Grandpa!"

Tilly was instantly so happy that she directly held her face and kissed it. "Wendy, thank you so much! I love you!"

Wendy used her hand to wipe off the saliva on her face in a disgusted manner. What kind of manner was this? Being educated abroad was really different from being educated at home! Charlie, who was walking down the stairs, happened to see this scene of kissing.

He saw that Tilly's whole body was leaning on Wendy's shoulder like a puppy, and just as Tilly's lips moved away from Wendy's face, Charlie's eyebrows suddenly turned cold, and his face was darkened. Charlie put his hands into his pockets, and walked into the living room. He did not say anything, but his gloomy eyes swept over the living room. It was obvious that he wanted Tilly to leave in silence. Tilly, who was unluckily glanced at by his eyes, almost jumped up from the sofa suddenly. "Well...Wendy, I think I still have something else to do. It's time for me to go back home!"

Tilly felt that Charlie would throw her out directly, if she did not leave the villa as soon as possible. It was better for her to be more polite and take the initiative to run away!

Wendy originally wanted to ask Tilly to stay here for lunch, but when she caught sight of the unhappy expression on Charlie's face, she decided to let her go.

She quickly said, "I'll ask Uncle Lee to drive you home, okay?"

"Well...That's all right. Thank you!" Tilly nodded, and then she rushed to the hallway, as if there were oil under her feet.

As soon as Tilly left, Charlie pulled Wendy back and forced her to sit down on the sofa again. Then, he took out a tissue and wiped it on her face. It seemed that he was still unhappy about the scene of kissing he had just bumped into.

"I had wiped it just now..." Wendy said.

"It's clean enough!" Charlie frowned and did not slack off at all.

Wendy had no choice but to remind him, "She's just a woman..."

"It doesn't matter whether it's a man or woman. You are mine!" Charlie said in an arrogant voice.

"..." Wendy was speechless. "Alright, he won!" She thought.

Outside of the window, the night was deep. After Wendy put on her pajamas and dried her hair, she opened the bathroom door and walked out softly.

Just now, when she went into the bathroom to take a bath, Charlie even offered to help her doing it, but she firmly refused him with her face blushed.

Before Wendy gave birth to Larry four years ago, she accidentally slipped down in the bathroom, which caused premature birth of Larry. For this reason, Charlie was particularly worried about things like taking a bath in the bathroom. Fortunately, the tiles in the bathroom were anti- slippers; otherwise, Wendy was sure that Charlie would remove all the original tiles and replace them with new ones.

Charlie's bath towel had been ripped off, and he was now only wearing a pair of boxer's pants. The thin quilt was covering his waist, revealing a sexy part of his waist. At this moment, he was leaning against the front part of the bed, with a book opened in his hand under the bedside lamp.

"Slow down!"

Hearing the footsteps, Charlie immediately put down the book and reached out to help Wendy. "Didn't I say that if you can call me, and I'll help you come out?"

"I'm not as delicate think!" Wendy obediently handed her hand to Charlie and replied in a pettishly charming manner.

Wendy lifted the quilt and nestled in Charlie's arms. Seeing him pick up the book again, she asked curiously, "Charlie, what are you reading?"

Wendy stretched out her neck to take a look and found a cartoon pregnant woman printed on the cover. Next to the cartoon was the title of "Guidebook on Pregnancy", and there were a few other books lying on the bedside table next to it. These books were respectively entitled "The Perfect Embryonic Training", "The Full Knowledge of Pregnancy", etc.

She checked them from top to bottom, and there were a total of eight of them.

If she hadn't seen the names of these books, she might have thought that he was going to prepare for the college entrance examination!

Wendy asked in surprise, "When did you buy it?"

"Last night. Online shopping," Charlie said, pursing his lips.

No wonder he had come out several times this afternoon!

Charlie saw that Wendy was rubbing her eyes with her hand and kissed her in a low voice, "Are you sleepy?"

"A little bit..." Wendy answered.

Charlie put down the book in his hand and took out one of the books from the bedside table, which was entitled "Stories of Antenatal Training for Pregnant Women". "There are a lot of little stories here. I'll tell them to you. You can just listen to them while going to the bed."

Helped by Charlie, Wendy's head was lying flat on the pillow. She did not know whether to laugh or cry as she reminded him, "Charlie, I'm not Larry..."

"You don't need to tell stories to coax me into sleep!"

Charlie raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm not telling the stories to you. I'm telling them to my daughter!"

Well...It seemed that Wendy was thinking too much of Charlie's love towards her...

Wendy lay obediently on the bed, listening to his calm voice, which was reverberating in the room. His tone was very patient. Even his indifferent eyebrows and sharp chin lines now looked softer than usual. There was a famous saying, "A daughter is her father's lover in their previous lives." It seemed that this saying was to some extent true.

Listening to his stories, Wendy was not sleepy at all, and she just looked at him obsessively for a moment.

Before she realized it, Charlie had finished reading a story. Then, he lowered his eyebrows and looked into her eyes. Suddenly, he said, "Wendy, it seems to have grown bigger."