In the next two days, Wendy's nights were miserable.
On the third day, Charlie took out the lingerie and asked her to put on. She refused uncompromisingly.
After breakfast, because it was a weekend, Wendy did not hurry to wash up. When she came out, Charlie, who was in the living room, hung up and waved his phone to her, "Simon called me and asked you to go to the hospital."
"Doctor Chin?" Wendy was surprised.
She didn't keep Simon's number before because she was afraid that Charlie would be angry. But now, he asked Charlie to pass a message to her, which was a quite funny way.
She became anxious soon, "Did he say anything? Was it about grandma..."
"It should be a piece of good news." Charlie interrupted her.
The white Land Rover sent her to the hospital. Charlie still had some work to do, so he didn't get off the car and left directly.
Wendy did not want to delay and quickly walked inside.
It was indeed a piece of good news.
Her grandma, who had been in the hospital for more than a year, recovered well and could be discharged from the hospital. Wendy, of course, hoped grandma could be discharged from the hospital early, but she thought it was only an unrealistic dream before. She checked with Simon for three times, and then she could confirm that he was not joking.
After grandma fell asleep at night, Wendy packed up her belongs and was ready to leave the hospital.
She took up her phone from the windowsill. Before putting it into her bag, she tapped on it and found an unread message. She thought it was a junk message, but actually, it was from Charlie, I'll pick you up around eight o'clock."
Wendy looked at the time and it was almost nine o'clock.
She hurried to the elevator. Every red floor numbers made her anxious. Finally, the elevator arrived on the first floor, and she was the first one to rush outside.
She ran out of the building breathlessly. The white Land Rover was really there, which looked like a beast was lying there in the darkness.
Wendy ran to it and was stunned when she got closer.
Charlie, who was sitting in the driver's seat, did not smoke as he usually did. Instead, he lay prone on the steering wheel with his eyes closed. He seemed to have fallen asleep, and he had a really good-looking side face.
Wendy opened the car door lightly but still woke him up.
Charlie sat up and stretched his neck, but he couldn't hide the exhaustion on his face.
Wendy's heart beat faster with his movements. Then, she said in a low voice, "Sorry, I put my phone on the windowsill and didn't see your message..."
"Hmm." Charlie took out a cigarette.
"Why didn't you call me when you arrived?" Wendy bit her lips and watched him lighting the cigarette.
"My phone was powered off and I left the charger in my office." Charlie took out his phone from his pocket and threw it into the storage bin.
Wendy bit her lips harder and added, "Why didn't you get inside directly..."
"You haven't been to the hospital for two days, so I think you should have a lot to talk to your grandma." When Charlie blew out the smoke, his deep eyes squinted at her.
Wendy held her breath.
Some unknown feelings emerged in her heart.
Charlie smoked almost half a cigarette and seemed to be cheered up a little.
He fastened the seat belt and started the engine. The Land Rover's lights were turned on ad it left the hospital soon.
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