Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 586

It was merely one night of separation.

"Are you going to let me sleep alone?" Charlie said, his voice upset and his eyes full of unhappiness. He held her hand and was going to stride into the villa. "Then I'll sleep here tonight!"

"I'm afraid we can't do that!" Wendy bit her lip in embarrassment.

"Why?" Charlie was a little angry.

Wendy observed his expression and carefully explained, "Grandpa and aunt said that according to the tradition of Ice city, the groom and bride should not stay together the night before their wedding!"

Generally speaking, different places had different customs. On the wedding day, the groom should go to the bride's home to pick her up. Sometimes, the newly-married couple could not meet each other the whole day.

Hearing this, Charlie was so angry that he said in a low voice, "Stupid custom!"

He had planned to sleep with Wendy tonight and put on the wedding dress for her tomorrow morning. Then, he would go into the church with her, hand in hand. Accompanied by their relatives and friends, they would make a vow, promising that nothing could separate them.

Wendy's face was full of embarrassment, but she did not dare to argue with him.

Charlie stared at her with resentment for a long time, but Wendy had no intention to make no concession. After some time, Charlie gave in and said in an aggrieved tone, "Dear, you won't sleep with me tonight?"

Wendy nodded silently.

Footsteps sounded behind them-Tilly came to them with Larry. Since Tilly came back from Britain with Francis, the sweet smile on her face had never faded. Larry, one hand in Tilly's, was biting the peach in the other hand with relish.

Tilly deliberately ignored Charlie, who put on a long face at this time. After all, as Wendy's family, she could put on an arrogant air before him. She directly ran to Wendy and said, "Wendy, grandpa urged you to go in. According to the custom, you and brother Charlie can't meet tonight!"

"Uh, I know!" Wendy braced herself and nodded.

She secretly looked at his face again, and sure enough, it turned gloomier than just now.

Now, in an awkward predicament, she gently shook his hands and said coquettishly, "Dear, then I'll go in first, and I'll wait for you tomorrow!" Because Tilly and Larry were there, Wendy could only tiptoe to kiss his cheek, trying to calm him.

"Let's go!" Tilly pulled her away without giving her a chance to speak.

They walked fast and soon disappeared at the gate of the villa. Under the moonlight, Charlie pursed his thin lips tight with displeasure.

Larry stayed where he was, and the peach's juice was all over his little mouth. After swallowing the peach in his mouth, he gave Charlie a bright smile and said proudly with a smirk, "Hey, grandpa said that I could stay here."

It was getting dark. Under the twinkling stars in the night sky, the whole area around the villa quieted down.

Wendy lived in a room facing south on the second floor. Many years ago, before Jazmin married, she had been living here. Now that after being elaborately decorated, the room was filled with a festive atmosphere. Tonight, she could stay here, waiting fortheir wedding day to come.

Larry, who was here to accompany her mother, had already long fallen asleep. He was now snoring with his cute mouth slightly open,

However, Wendy found it a little hard to fall asleep. Somehow, she felt a little uneasy. Because she was afraid of waking Larry up, she simply got up and lay against the headboard in a daze.

Suddenly, she heard a rustling sound from the window and looked over.

In the darkness, a vague outline of a figure appeared behind the curtain.

Wendy was shocked. Then she heard someone knocking on the window glass. She thought of something and quietly lifted the quilt and got out of bed. She went to the window and opened the curtains. As expected, she saw Charlie clinging onto the windowsill outside.

She hurriedly opened the window and let him in. "Honey, are you crazy? How can you climb the window this late?"

"The door of the villa is locked, and the Gray family doesn't allow me to see you!" Charlie snorted, pressing against the windowsill inside with both hands, and then he jumped in neatly without making any noises. No one noticed him at all.

He had no choice but to climb the window. Seeing the height between the ground and the window, Wendy bit her lips and said, "...it's too dangerous!"

"Don't worry. I know what I'm doing!" Charlie proudly curled his lips and patted the dust off his hands.

He took Wendy into his arms while she put her arms around his burly waist. He couldn't help but ask, "The night before the wedding, the bride and the groom are not supposed to meet each other. Why did you still come here? It might bring us bad luck!"

After she said that, she regretted saying it almost at once and spat several times to get rid of the bad luck she talked about.

Her silly look amused Charlie. He leaned over and kissed her on the lips, "Why don't you go to sleep when it's so late?"

"I'm a little ill at ease and can't sleep..." Wendy told him honestly. After thinking for a while, she took a deep breath and said, "I'm too nervous. Maybe it was because I'll get married tomorrow!" "How could you feel nervous about your wedding?" Charlie asked knowingly.

Wendy bit her lips, and her cheeks were red. "I am afraid that I will make a mistake tomorrow. I am afraid that I will step on my wedding dress and fall, forget the oath, and..." Although they had rehearsed the wedding ceremony once, when the real wedding was coming, she was still worried that she would make mistakes. After all, it was a significant event in her life.

"No." Charlie tightened his arms, holding her tighter. Then, he whispered in her ear, "Larry will help you hold the hem of your wedding dress behind. The oaths are all written on paper, and you only need to read them out directly. Even if there is anything else you fear, remember that I'm beside you!"

He would always be beside her. Hearing his sweet words, Wendy suddenly became fearless.

Wendy responded with a soft hum. In his firm arms, she could smell his unique, attractive breath, feeling so at ease and secure.

Since Charlie had quietly climbed in to see her from the window, he would not leave and left her alone in the large bed. He couldn't stand it even for one night. He leaned over and held her in his arms with ease. Then he strode to the bed with her.

After taking off their clothes, they laid down on Larry's right and left sides, respectively. Larry opened his eyes in a daze in his sleep and called, "Mama!"

After turning over, he touched Charlie's muscular arms and muttered, "Papa!"

Until the dawn of the next day, Charlie climbed down from the window and returned by the way he came before everyone woke up. No one in the Gray family noticed him.

Even Larry, who was lying between them last night, did not know that he came. He stood up and looked around. Puzzled, he scratched his head softly and told Wendy, "Mom, I seemed to have dreamed of papa last night!"

"Uh." Wendy gave a vague reply for fear of him asking more about it.

Not long after washing up, someone knocked on the door, and Tilly's energetic voice came from outside. "Wendy, are you awake? The stylist is here!"