Wendy looked at him with fear.
Suddenly, she recalled what he had said when they were back together. He said, "If you dare to break up with me again, I will strangle you to death!"
It seemed that as long as she repeated it again, the hand would snap her neck without hesitation. He wasn't just talking.
She swallowed twice in a row, and her eyes and voice were embarrassed. "Er, Charlie, I was kidding..."
"Humph!" Charlie snorted heavily and let go of his hand. His deep eyes were filled with coldness. "If I hear anything like that from your mouth again, I can't promise that I'll let you go again!"
"I'm sorry..."
Wendy stepped forward and annoyedly snuggled into his arms.
She carefully put her arms around his strong waist and felt guilty for her fear at that moment.
She leaned against his strong chest and listened to the strong heartbeat inside. Her voice was small. "But, your dad seems to really dislike me..."
It wasn't an uncertainty...
It was certain that his father disliked her!
Now she only saw Gilbert three times in total, but every time it was very unpleasant. Moreover, she was the reason that Gilbert in the hospital. She thought it's all her fault.
"That's his business. Just know that I like you." Charlie frowned and said the last word a little fast.
He put her big hand on her back and deliberately avoided the bruise.
Feeling the warmth in his palm, she felt warm in her heart. She was immersed in her own thoughts and did not pay attention to his words. She muttered in self-reproach, "If I had known this earlier, I would not have accompanied you there today. I didn't expect that your father would be that angry..."
Wendy would say such things just now, just felt sorry for Charlie, and didn't want to put him in a difficult position.
Since she took the courage to go to Lim City with Donna and shamelessly went to him and got him back, she had made up her mind. She had told herself not to back out. No matter what happened, she would be with him.
"It's not your fault. It has nothing to do with you." Charlie put his chin on her head.
"How could it have nothing to do with me..." Wendy sighed melancholically and rubbed her face on his bronze chest muscles, then suddenly thought of something and raised her head in a hurry. "Charlie, what did you just say?"
Charlie got hit in the jaw by her, and he touched it with his hand. "It's not your fault. It has nothing to do with you."
"It's not that. The one before that!" Wendy said, with her eyes unblinking. "I don't know!" Charlie frowned.
Wendy was so anxious that she pursed her lips in annoyance. "How could you not know? You just said it in a minute ago..."
"I can't remember." Charlie said in a tough tone.
"..." Wendy was depressed.
Wendy felt her body momentarily lose
gravity, Charlie bent over and carried her on his shoulder. Without saying a word, he carried her to the big bed.
Wendy was thrown on the bed by Charlie, he looked like he's using a lot of force, but he's actually very gentle. Under the light, she found that his handsome face seemed to be a little red.
"Charlie, you're shy..."
She blinked her eyes as if she couldn't believe it.
Charlie frowned. There was something unnatural in his eyes. He just took off her clothes silently.
Seeing this, Wendy said in a certain tone, "You are shy!"
"Shut up!"
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