Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 246

Wendy asked in a hoarse voice as she walked in, "When did you come back? Why didn't you tell me..."

"I came back in the morning." Charlie's thin lips twitched.

He was smoking by the window, and the sun was setting over him, so she couldn't see his deep eyes clearly.

Wendy was surprised and also saw so many cigarette butts in the ashtray.

She didn't ask any more questions, thinking that he meant to surprise her like he did when he came back from Lim City. He deliberately didn't tell her to surprise her. She kept walking up to him, and asked with concern, "Have you solved all the problems for aunt?"

"Yes." Charlie said lightly and put out the cigarette.

Wendy's heart had been hanging in the air for a long time, but now it was finally relieved, and her nose was getting even sourer.

Finally, she stood in front of him. Before she could fling herself into his arms, Charlie had already snatched his hand out and dragged her into his embrace, and her forehead slammed into his strong chest.

Wendy wanted to wrap her arms around his waist. Finally, she could tell him about her grandmother. Suddenly, she lost her focus. Charlie actually picked her up, turned around, and pressed against the wall next to him.

Keeping that posture, her body lost focus and her legs had to be coiled around his lean waist. They were breathing in each other's scent. She opened her mouth and was about to make a sound when his strong kiss fell down.

A little separation wins over a newlywed.

Wendy understood his desire that he had been holding back for so long, and her body and mind were softened by his kisses.

It seemed that Charlie was very anxious. He held her with one big hand and pried open her teeth, and the other big hand had already roamed over her body.

It was in broad daylight. Although he deliberately avoided the window so that no one would see them, the door's still open. And although she knew that there was no one walking around on the top floor and the opposite door also belonged to him, what if someone came in...

The more Wendy thought about it, the shyer she became.

It's just that after so many days apart, and with all the things going on with Grandma, she missed him so much. Her eyes gradually turned red out of habit. With a whimper, her whole body turned into a puddle of spring water.

So when he suddenly stopped, she looked blank, breathing and opening her eyes to look at him.

In the sunset, the sun shone on each other's faces. Including the burning heat at the bottom of his eyes and the red and swollen lips, as well as the red marks on her collarbone.

Wendy panted for a while and then was put down by him, and her feet were on the ground. The big hand that had just roamed over her body was tidying her collar bit by bit. He slightly lowered his eyes, and there was no expression on his stern face.

Charlie turned around, walked to the sofa and sat down in silence. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

He poured out another cigarette from the case, with his upper body leaned forward, his elbow on his knees, and lowered his head to light the cigarette. The only sound in the room was the flick of a

lighter. Soon, the outline of his outstanding side face was surrounded by white smoke.

Wendy's back was still leaning against the wall, frowning in puzzlement.

His deep eyes, which were filled with lust, had slowly calmed down. However, there seemed to be something hidden deeply behind his eyes, which she could not pry into.

Wendy walked over and said, "Charlie, what's wrong..."

Charlie squinted at her.

Wendy's heart shivered, probably for something else hidden in his eyes.

She suddenly noticed that there was something unusual about him, which was different from before. He was very gloomy at this time. Wendy swallowed her saliva and reached out her hand to gently touch his arm. Even through the material, she could still feel his strong muscles, but they seemed to be a little stiff. She bit her lip and said, "Charlie, what's wrong with you? Are you too tired..."

Charlie didn't say a word. He just smoked silently.

With great force, he smoked to the sponge end in the blink of an eye.

Charlie sat up straight and breathed the last puff of smoke into his lungs. It was burning hot. He pressed down that feeling, and then put out the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the trash can. He glanced at her again.

"Wendy, let's break up."

Wendy froze all of a sudden.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at him, who was only a foot away from her. "... What did you say?"

"You heard it." Charlie's thin lips twitched, and his voice was cold.

How could he call her so intimately, but say such ruthless words?

Wendy seemed to be greatly frightened. She took back her hand from his arm and curled up her fingertips in her palm. "I want to hear you say it again..."

"Let's break up." Charlie didn't seem to mind repeating this sentence. His sharp eyes deeply stabbed into her skin, and his thin lips moved, making cruel sound, "I'm suddenly bored. I don't want to keep fighting with my dad, and I don't want to lose my position as president of Hogg's Group! I have been waiting for you from morning to now. I don't mean to surprise you, but to break up with you personally."

"So, I don't want to play this relationship game with you anymore."

After saying that, Charlie's eyebrows twitched faintly, and slowly removed the silver ring he wore on his hand.

Wendy didn't seem to realize what had happened, and she didn't know why she was sentenced to death.

On the other hand, Charlie had already got up and walked to the window to pick up the suitcase that was quietly placed there.

She looked at him, who was full of male charm even at this moment. His stern and handsome face and deep eyes had not changed at all, but the heart under the suit and shirt suddenly became more and more difficult to understand.

Relationship game...

He actually classified their relationship as a game...

Charlie didn't look at her. He picked up the suitcase and quickly walked over to the sofa. The coldness was like a blunt knife, grinding her heart little by little.

Wendy closed her eyes to hide the emotion in her eyes.

Like the previous two times, she also asked him, "Are you sure?" "Yes." Charlie did not stop walking.

Wendy gritted her teeth and stood up. Looking at his cold and hard back that had quickly arrived at the entrance, she breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise, she was afraid of losing the courage to question him. "Charlie, you told me that you wouldn't let me down. Is this a lie?"

Charlie's tall figure froze.

He turned his body slightly, and his thin lips seemed to be lifted.

"... What are you laughing at?" Wendy asked in a trembling voice.

The muscles in his arms were taut, and his hands in his pocket were clenched into fists. After struggling for a few seconds, he slowly loosened his grip pulled his lips, "I can't believe you actually believe that kind of crap!"

Wendy's eyes were swollen with pain, and the salty liquid finally could not help falling down.

Charlie was still standing there with his back to her. Her tears were like beads with broken lines. He couldn't dry her tears with his hands as he once did, let alone kiss them dry.

Looking at his cold and hard back, Wendy raised her hand to dry her tears. Then, she exhaled and said word by word with a sad smile, "Charlie, this is the last time I shed tears for you."