Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 181

The sun rose as usual and everything was alive.

Nothing changed. Everything was going smoothly.

It was just a loss of love. Just like a car accident, there were many people who would lost their love every hour or even every second on the earth. She was just one of them, so it was not a big deal.

Wendy tried her best to take a deep breath to make herself more devoted to work. Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

After saving the last document, she began to sort out the reports of the next months. The colleague next to her came over and said, "Wendy, we're going to have dinner together with technical department tonight, do you want to go?"

"Dinner..." Wendy's hand on the keyboard paused slightly.

"You go home directly after work every day. What's the point of doing that?" The colleague continued to persuade her. "It's been a long time since the last activity happened. Let's go together! After dinner, we'll go to the club. There are also a lot of fun there except for singing! Just relax yourself!"

Originally, Wendy wanted to refuse, she only wanted to go home to watch TV and sleep.

But when she heard the words "relax yourself", she changed her mind and said, "Count me in..."

"Okay!" Her colleague immediately agreed.

Wendy looked at the dense text on the screen and felt that she really should relax.

In the evening, a group of people came out of the office building to eat barbecue. After that, they went to a club across the barbecue restaurant.

For there were many people and they split the bill, everyone was very happy. They got the largest box, which could accommodate more than 20 people. There were karaoke, dices, and billiards in the room.

Wendy's deskmate came to her after playing with darts.

"Wendy, you drank beer?" Seeing the liquid bubbling in her glass, she immediately shouted in a low voice, "Drink less. Don't get drunk later. Be careful that your boyfriend will be worried about you!"

Wendy lowered her eyes slightly. "We broke up..."

"Ah?" The colleague was shocked, opened her mouth, and asked in shock, "Is it the one who often sent you a bunch of roses? You two broke up?"

"Well, I am single too now!" Wendy nodded and said very seriously.

Her colleague stunned for two seconds, then silently put all the beers on the table in front of her, and said in a very serious tone, "Drink! I'll ask for more if it's not enough!"

Seeing this, Wendy didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Originally, she just symbolically drank a cup, but in the end, she drank more than half a bottle of beer.

When she got up and went to the bathroom, Wendy felt a little dizzy. The German beer was indeed more powerful. After washing her hands with cold water, she felt better.

When she came out, confused again.

The corridor was covered was no end in sight. The corridor look like a maze.

she suddenly became

with red carpet, as if there modern design made this

Should she turn left or right...

Wendy stretched out her hand and pointed, but she couldn't figure out the direction for a moment.

When she hesitated to turn left, she paused her breathing and even her footsteps were frozen there.

Not far ahead, a tall figure was leaning his right shoulder against the wall. He was lowering his head to light up the cigarette. The white smoke was coming out, making her eyes slightly blurred. The outline of his tough face was hidden in it, partly real and partly illusory.

Wendy was a little absent-minded.

It seems that they hadn't seen each other for a week, right?

Since she proposed to break up with Charlie that night, he slammed the door and left.

After that, Wendy went to work every day. No matter day or night, she hadn't see the white Land Rover again. The opposite security door had never been opened again. Also she paid special attention to his window on the weekend. The lights had never been turned on, as if he had never appeared.

But that was right. The reason why he would move in at that time was in order to get close her. Now that they had broken up, it was right for him to move away. It was not suitable for a boss like him to live in an old residential district.

It seemed that Charlie felt her gaze. He looked up and there was no warmth in his eyes.

In a trance, she seemed to see that he was walking toward her step by step.

When Wendy came to her senses and wanted to turn around, it was too late. Charlie had already strode in front of her. Their distance was very close, and Charlie's leather shoes almost touched her toes.

She hurriedly took half a step back and stammered, "Er... Charlie?"

"Are you lost?" Charlie took a breath of smoke at her.

"Well..." Wendy dodged, nodded, and muttered, "The roads here looked all the same..."

Charlie pulled the corner of his mouth, and his tone was very light. "Do you remember the number of your box?"

"It seems to be room 0099..." Wendy tried her best to recall.

"This way."

After saying that, Charlie took the lead in walking ahead.

Seeing this, Wendy followed him silently like a puppy.

She didn't expect that Charlie would take the initiative to talk to her. After all, it was not very amicable when they broke up at that night. Although he didn't fly into a rage, he was still very angry. The next day, when Wendy checked the door, both of the two screws on the door were loosen. It could be seen that he used great strength at that time.

In fact, she just wanted Charlie to show her the direction, so that she could walk by herself. However, Charlie did not intend to stop. He even slowed down in the middle and deliberately waited for her to follow him.

Since he was so generous, Wendy didn't want to refuse anymore, so she thanked him, "Er, Charlie, thank you..."

Charlie was smoking when he heard her words. He glanced at her from the corner of his eyes.

Then, his Adam's apple bobbed and he laughed in a low voice.

Wendy felt very inexplicable. Finally, she couldn't help but bite her lips and asked, "You... What are you laughing at?"

Charlie laughed again. In the midst of the smoke, he looked at her with a faint smile in his deep dark eyes. "You have made more progress than last time. You didn't call me Mr. Hogg anymore."

"..." Wendy gently clenched her hand.

"Did you drink?" Charlie asked casually.

"Yes." Wendy nodded and explained, "I drank some beer, the company's gathering party..."

Charlie flicked the ashes in the trash can and said, "Wendy, it seems that you're doing well."

"Not bad..." "You didn't lost sleep?"

"No..."

"And you eat well and sleep well?"

"Yes..." Wendy still nodded slightly.

However, why did this sentence sound so awkward? It sounded like an advertisement...

She had already arrived at the door of her box. When she hesitated to say thanks again, she heard Charlie suddenly ask, "Are you heartless?"

"..." Wendy frowned.

When she was about to say something, the door was suddenly opened. Her colleague looked at her with wide eyes and said in a hurry, "Wendy, finally you're back! I thought you fell into the toilet and I'm ready to organize people to save you!"

Wendy turned around and found that Charlie had turned to leave, leaving only a back.

She could not help but pursed her lips.

"Was he taunting me just now?"