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Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 227

"...Aunt!"

Wendy widened her eyes and shouted in a low voice.

When she saw clearly that it was Donna, the tautness followed instantly with a relaxation.

Charlie was also surprised to see Donna. "Aunt, didn't you say that you'll come back next week?"

"Yes!" Donna stood up straight with a smile and swang her hands around her shoulders in front of them. "But I wonder that there are a pair of miserable lovebirds here. I'm worried!"

"Aunt..." Wendy was very touched.

She knew Donna flew back early for their sake.

But it's scary to think about it, it's good that it was Donna who spoke up. If they were caught by the servants just now, or even by Charlie's father, she thought she'd be dead now...

Just as she was thinking, a servant came up from downstairs and said respectfully, "Young Master, Donna, it's time for dinner!"

"I see." Charlie nodded.

Wendy took a deep breath. The thought of going on to face Gilbert again made her nervous.

"How's that? Are you scared?" Donna asked with a smile.

"Well, I'm fine..." Wendy was embarrassed. "What are you afraid of? Look at you!" Donna grabbed Wendy's hand and raised her eyebrows. "Wendy, you don't have to care about others. Eat whatever you want, just take it as someone else's wedding!"

"..." Wendy was speechless.

What was Donna talking about!

Then they went downstairs. In the restaurant, Gilbert and his wife, as well as Madge and her mother, had already been in position and were waiting for them.

As expected, Gilbert was not pleasant. He put down the cup in his hand and said, "It's my birthday, and still, you made me wait for you!"

Being stared at by the sharp eyes, Wendy couldn't help but quicken her pace.

"Oh, brother, why are you always so angry?" Donna walked in front of them with a smile. "You always lose temper like this. Be careful. Don't let your eyeballs pop out again, I don't have the magic to help you put your eyeballs back on!"

"You just know how to make me angry!" Gilbert laughed and cursed, but it was obvious that he had a good relationship with his sister.

The long dining table was filled with exquisite dishes. Gilbert, as the head of the family, as well as the birthday boy, sat in the center. Ella, Madge and Linda sat on his right, and Donna, Charlie, and Wendy sat on his left.

Donna glanced around, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Hey, we missed one person, didn't we?" "He hasn't arrived yet. Donna, we can eat while we wait!" Ella explained with a smile.

"Let's have dinner first!" Gilbert stretched out his hand and announced.

Wendy also noticed that there was still an empty seat next to Ella, considering what Donna just said, it's inevitable that people would make the connection. She couldn't help but look at Charlie next to her.

As if he knew what she was thinking, Charlie said in a low voice that only could be heard by the two of them, "My father has another son."

"Ah..." Wendy whispered in a daze.

"Aunt Ella married my father a year ago." Charlie looked at Wendy with a side face, and there were no ups and downs in his tone. "However, they had a son a long time ago. He is only three years younger than me."

Wendy opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.

During their contractual relationship in the past, Wendy seemed to have vaguely heard that Charlie had mentioned this kind of thing on the phone, but she did not dare to ask more at that time because of their contractual relationship. She just regarded it as dirty stories happened in rich families.

Charlie said those words in a very casual tone, as if he was talking about other people's affairs. However, they were close to each other, and she could see there was a dim color in his deep eyes. What she could do at this moment was to hold his big hand quietly under the table. Almost in the next second, Charlie held her tightly.

Madge, who was sitting opposite them, caught their interaction. She felt a stab in her heart, but her expression did not change.

"Master, the Second Young Master is back!"

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