Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 275

Charlie?

Wendy looked at his deep eyes across the car's windshield. The sun was so strong that she couldn't see clearly. In a trance, she saw that tall and strong figure conning out of the car.

And he went straight to her.

The passengers who were talking around were also curious and followed him with their eyes.

Wendy raised her head and looked at Charlie who was already in front of her, blocking a large area of sunlight. Wendy could see his protruding Adam's apple and his clear and sharp chin. He was also looking down at her.

She swallowed, and was surprised, "...Why are you here?"

"I just happened to pass by." Charlie slightly twitched his lips.

"..." Wendy opened her mouth. What a coincidence!

Charlie glanced at the bus driver who was lying on the ground to repair the bus and the anxious crowd waiting next to him. Because they were at the national road entrance which connected the highway, it was easy to find them.

Charlie frowned and showed her the car keys in his hand, "Get on the car!"

Wendy pursed her lips and did not move. "Then how long do you want to stay here? If you keep waiting, you won't even make it to the countryside by nightfall." Charlie said and paused. Then he said in a calm tone, "I'm on my way to the countryside, and I can give you a ride."

Wendy bit her lip and felt that it was not good to speak like this. She hesitated and wanted to stand up first.

However, she sat on this stone for more than two hours after getting out of the bus, her legs were numb. When she was about to stand up, she fell back. Then suddenly a big hand appeared in front of her.

His dry palms spread, where she could clearly see those lines in the plam.

She bit her lips harder and was thinking about whether she should put her hand on it or not.

It seems that Charlie had run out of patience and simply grabbed her hand. He pulled her up from the stone with a little force, then turned around and strode directly to the Land Rover. However, he still considered her and his steps had a deliberate slowdown.

He opened the car door and stuffed her directly into it.

Seeing that he was about to stretch out his hand to pull the seat belt, Wendy hurriedly said, "... I'll do it myself!"

After seeing her put her seat belt on, Charlie closed the door, circled the car from the front to the other side, started the engine, and the white Land Rover went away in the envious eyes of others. "We're going this way?"

After driving along the national road for more than ten minutes, Charlie raised his chin slightly.

Wendy took back her finger and said, "Well..."

"What's wrong?" Wendy saw Charlie eyebrows knit together and couldn't help but ask.

"Nothing." Charlie said flatly.

However, the sharp lines on his chin were somewhat tight. This normal road was somehow familiar to him, as if he had drove through it more than once...

In the evening, the white Land Rover stopped in front of the house.

Wendy unbuckled her seat belt, got off the car, and took down the bag she carried. When she saw that he also got off the car, she pursed her lips and asked, "Er, It's me. You said that you have something to do here. What is it..."

When they were just on the road, Charlie didn't drop her and kept driving the car to the countryside, saying he was just here on business.

"Take some pictures." Charlie took out a cigarette from the case.