Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 597

Unexpectedly, a tall figure jumped into her sight.

He, who was clad in a black suit, though not with a delicately cut design, stood straight there like a pine, looking as dignified as before.

The man with rugged but handsome features was looking at her, his eyes full of emotions. He was the same as in her dreams.

He was back!

Countless nights, she missed him terribly and fell asleep, and now he finally came back.

His tall figure had come out of her dreams and appeared a dozen steps away from her. Wendy, seeing his actual image and hearing the familiar voice, asked in a trembling voice with disbelief, "Charlie, dear... is that you?"

"Yes!"

Charlie was as excited as her, feeling guilty and full of remorse. His Adam's apple bobbing in his throat, and he said in a calm voice as usual, "I'm sorry, honey. I came back too late."

Of course, it was I ate it took four months for him to come back.

She passed each day of the four months as if it were a year.

She roughed through this period merely by her stubbornness and faith.

Wendy stood in a daze, watching him walking toward her step by step. It was just like their wedding day when she walked toward her in the white wedding dress, leaving a trail of footprints on the snowfield behind her.

Finally, Charlie stopped in front of her.

Now, he was so close that she could clearly see his angular facial features and feel his breath on her face. She could simply reach out and touch his solid chest...

However, Wendy did not dare to raise her hand, for she was afraid that it was just a dream and that he would vanish once she lay her fingers on him.

When their eyes met, love and tenderness spread across their hearts like ripples in a pond.

Wendy, her hands frozen in mid- air, finally touched him. She grabbed his big left palm to look for the wounded scar that he got to save her. Also, she found the wedding ring on his ring finger. She could be sure that the person

in front of her was precisely Charlie - her man!

Charlie held her tightly. The next second, he opened his arms and held her tightly in his arms.

Wendy felt the warmth in his arms and felt like crying. She sobbed and spluttered, "Honey, I know it. I always know that you won't die because you won't be willing to leave me alone. You will come back! I am waiting for you. I have been waiting for you. Fortunately, you finally come back!"

"Yes, yes! I'm back!" Charlie tightened his arms and said in a hoarse voice.

Wendy burst into tears. She repeatedly raised her hand to wipe her tears off, unwilling to make her tears block her view. "Honey, I don't want to cry at all because I can't see your face clearly with tears..." "Don't worry." Charlie, distressed by her sadness, kissed her eyes. He pursed his lips tight because of violent mood swings and then said, stroking her back over and over again. "If you can't see me clearly today, you can try it tomorrow. If you still can't see enough, you can try it for the rest of our lives!"

Wendy nodded heavily and held his strong waist tightly.

In the sunshine of the dawn, they stood in the snow and hugged together tight in silence, breath puffing from his mouth.

Bang!

Something fell to the ground.

It was Aunt Lee who came out of the hall to urge Wendy to go back to her room. When she saw them hugging together, she was too surprised to hold the broom in her hand. Then she muttered in disbelief, "Oh my god. It isn't a ghost; it is Mr. Hogg! Mick, Mick, come out!" Before Uncle Lee appeared, a small figure popped up behind her and shouted excitedly, "Papa!"

Charlie and Wendy left each other's arms and watched Larry running towards them clumsily in his snow boots. Larry jumped directly onto Charlie's leg, just like what he did every time when he saw Wendy, and wrapped his arms around him like an octopus. He looked up tearfully and said, "Papa, you're finally back from your business trip!"

Charlie bent over and gazed fixedly at his son.

Larry rubbed his right and left cheeks against Charlie's chest by turns and hugged his neck tightly. His tears and snots were all over Charlie's chin. With his little mouth twitching, he cried pitifully, "Boohoo! I thought..."

"What?" Charlie wiped his son's tears and asked.

Larry sniffed and said in an aggrieved tone, "I have a friend in the kindergarten. His dad hanged out with other women every day and wouldn't go home. I thought that you're like his father and didn't want mom and me anymore!"

"..." The corner of Charlie's mouth twitched.

However, when he saw the panic in her son's big eyes, he still touched his little head with her big hand and appeased him patiently.

Aunt Lee's eyes turned red with excitement, and she said in a hoarse voice, "Go into the house!"

After a heavy snowfall, Charlie came back, and every part of the villa was filled with vitality and happiness. Every one of them enjoyed the happy time and forgot the time.

On the big bed in the master bedroom, Larry had slipped into a deep sleep.

Wendy and Charlie were lying on the sofa, clinging together, feeling too happy to fall asleep. Outside, the moon shone on the snow; the night grew late.

Wendy hadn't moved her eyes away from him the whole day, even when he was bathing, changing his clothes, or eating his meals. She did not even want to blink for fear that he would disappear if she closed her eyes.

She obediently leaned against his chest, like a cute pet, her eyes locked on him.

Charlie held her in his arms and gestured her to see his watch. "It's almost 11 o'clock. Are you still not going to sleep?"

"I don't want to..." Wendy shook her head, her eyes still gazing at him. "I want to see you a little longer and say a few more words to you!"

From time to time, she raised her hand and touched his angular face with her fingertips. She caressed his muscular chest and kept confirming that everything in front of her was not a dream. If she closed her eyes and opened them again, he, not an illusion but a living man, would still be here - the joy of regaining the man she loved filled her entire body.

Charlie grabbed her hands and put them on his delicate lips, kissing affectionately. Every second of the past four months, he was missing her.

He could feel that she feared losing him.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down. Thinking about her pain when she lost her husband on the wedding day, Charlie asked, his eyes flashing with love and care. "Dear, you must have had a hard time in the past four months, haven't you?"