Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 279

Hearing what she said, Charlie's tight face relaxed a lot.

Wendy glanced at him secretly and then silently withdrew her gaze.

Wendy looked down at the necklace in her hand, then walked to the mirror and lowered her head slightly. She wanted to put the necklace on her neck again, but she could not see the lock because of the angle, so it was a little difficult. She tried to aim at the cramp ring with her fingers.

"Let me help!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps behind her.

The shadow of the tall figure fell on her. She shook her head in a hurry and said, "You don't have to..."

At the moment when the voice came out, Charlie's big hand had reached over from behind.

Wendy had no choice but to touch her hair and put her head down. Looking at him in the mirror, he reached out and put the necklace on her. When he loosened his hand, his rough fingers accidentally rubbed her skin, and there were small bumps on her skin.

Under the orange light, her skin on the back neck was fair and tender.

Due to the height difference, Charlie could see two towering peaks of her chest. He couldn't help but think of the faint black lace trim underneath when they were lying on the bed earlier. The tension in his lower abdomen came again, and his Adam's apple bobbed twice in a row. He tried to look away.

Two seconds later, he couldn't help looking back again.

He narrowed his deep eyes and fixed them on the necklace hanging from her collarbone.

Thinking the reason why she cared the necklace so much, Charlie disdainfully curled his lips. He knew that it was a luxury brand and it was very expensive. The female employees would occasionally talk about these things in private.

But when he took a closer look at the small key, which was shaped like a sunflower petal, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head.

Wendy noticed his abnormality and couldn't help asking, "Charlie, are you okay..."

"My head hurts a little." Charlie raised his hand and pressed on the other side of his head.

Looking at the little key again, he felt a stinging pain again.

"Shall I go and find some painkiller for you?" Wendy said in a hurry.

Charlie shook his head and said, "There's no need. I feel much better now. Maybe it's a nerve ache."

Wendy walked over and handed him a glass of water. After watching him drink two mouthfuls of warm water, his furrowed eyebrows gradually stretched out. It seemed that he really felt much better.

She breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly remembered something. She asked doubtfully, "Uh, by the way, Why were you up so late?"

She remembered that it was very late when she first went out, and she deliberately eased her steps, for fear she might disturb him. But she didn't expect that he didn't sleep.

A trace of unnaturalness flashed across Charlie's face.

He couldn't say that it was because he was to turned on by her, so he slightly coughed, his right hand slightly clenched into a fist near his thin lips. "I forgot my sleeping pills."

"Oh..." Wendy nodded suddenly.

As if afraid of being seen through, Charlie said in a low voice, "I'm going back to my room!"

Wendy watched him go back to the bedroom with his back slightly stiff. She raised her hand and touched the hard objects on her neck, and then turned back to the room silently.

The next morning, when the sun just rose outside the window, she woke up.