Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 133

Wendy froze and then slowly moved to the door as if she was going to the court.

She let out a sigh of relief after looking through the peephole.

She opened the door and found a young man with a hat standing outside. Judging from the slogan on his clothes, he was a delivery man, "Excuse me, are you Miss Lim?"

"Yes, I am." Wendy nodded.

"Here is your parcel. Please check and sign for it."

"Okay, thank you!"

After she signed on the delivery receipt, the man went downstairs in a hurry.

Wendy carried the box and was about to close the door. Suddenly, an arm was pressed on the door.

It was a strong arm, which was familiar to Wendy.

She looked up and found that the man had blocked most of the lights in the corridor. It was Charlie who looked down at her with his deep eyes. She didn't know when he came out.

"Uh, you..."

Charlie frowned, and there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes. He said, "The pipes in my bathroom are broken. The property management company said that they would come to fix it tomorrow. Can I take a shower in your bathroom?" "...Take a shower?" Wendy was surprised.

"Yes." Charlie nodded and raised his hand to pull the collar of his shirt, "I met a foreign guest during the day and went to a lot of places. I smell really bad. I can't have a good sleep without showering."

The facilities were very old in the old residential area, so it was normal for them to have some problems.

Wendy did not doubt his words.

"Then come in."

She blurted out but then regretted it.

It was weird to let a man take a shower at her home, especially at night...

However, Charlie did not give her a chance to regret it. He said "thank you", squeezed into her house, and closed the door.

Wendy had to lead the way for him in front. When she was about to point to the bathroom, he had already walked there. It seemed that he lived here and was familiar with every corner of her house.

She almost forgot that they used to be with each other, and he once slept here...

"The remote control is on the shelf. You can adjust the water temperature by yourself." Wendy pointed to the shelf in the bathroom. She cleared her throat and added, "Ahem, you can take a shower now..."

Charlie nodded and began to unbutton his shirt.

Wendy hurriedly turned around and closed the bathroom door. And then, she carefully checked the door again. Soon, the sound of clothes being taken off came from the inside, and then there was the sound of water running.

Wendy walked to the living room with the box in her arms. She couldn't help looking back. She could vaguely see the outline of his tall figure through the frosted glass, and a picture of a handsome man who was taking a shower appeared in her mind...

The next second, she quickly raised her hand and touched her forehead.

She was crazy...

The sounds from the bathroom echoed in her ears. Wendy turned on the TV and turned up the volume.

A series of TV play was about to end, but he had not come out yet.

It was getting darker outside, she couldn't sit still and walked to the bathroom. She straightened her clothes and knocked on the door, "Charlie?"

The sound of running water inside the bathroom stopped.

"... haven't you finished yet?" She asked again.

He didn’t answer, but there were footsteps sounded. Then the bathroom door was opened suddenly.

"Why-"

Wendy immediately covered her eyes.

She muttered for a while and finally spoke out a complete sentence, "Why don’t you wear clothes?"

The bathroom was filled with water vapors. Charlie only wore a pair of briefs and showed his body to her. Although she had wiped his body with alcohol a few days ago, he was sick at that time. Now, he was recovered. His short hair was wet, with drops of water dripping from it. The drops were dripping down along his clearly defined face to his Adam's apple, and then to his strong chest...