Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 352

When the sky began to fall, the street lamps in the apartment lit up one after another.

Wendy counted the time and turned off the stove fire. She put the noodles, which were still rolling in the pot, into the thermal lunch box, without leaving a drop of soup.

In the afternoon after she called Charlie, she went to the supermarket to buy fresh pork ribs, then boiled pork rib soup and put noodles in the soup, and sliced a lot of thinly sliced corn hot, so the noodles had a fragrance of pork rib soup and sweet flavor. Larry would like it very much.

Wendy twisted the lid and took it to the table to sit and wait.

"Knock knock knock

When she finally heard the knock on the door, she hurried to get up with the thermal lunch box and looked at it through the peephole.

She opened the security door, as expected, there was a tall figure standing outside, it was Charlie.

He should have just finished his work, wearing a black handmade suit, with a tie around his neck, but it seemed that he had pulled his tie a little bit during driving, and now it was a little loose.

"I've cooked noodles. Take it back to Larry!" Wendy took the initiative to say.

Larry loved the noodles she cooked very much. Even she did not know why. Perhaps it was because Larry was Charlie's son, sharing some of his father's hobbies.

On the phone, she told Charlie that she wanted to cook noodles for Larry again before leaving, and asked him if he had time to come and get it tonight.

When she handed it over, Wendy felt a little sad.

She was afraid that this would be the last time she cooked noodles for Larry...

It's just that even though she had a lot of reluctance, she couldn't do anything about it because she was only a visitor in Larry's life, not a permanent companion, and then Charlie would marry Madge and they became a real family.

"Okay." Charlie stretched out his hand and accepted it.

In fact, Wendy could have called Aunt Lee, but she still chose to call him, or she also wanted to see him before leaving.

With a "ding" sound, the elevator behind him slowly opened again.

Emily walked out, swinging the key. When she saw the picture at the door, she shouted in a low voice, "Hey, am I back at the wrong time?"

"Well, I'll go back to my bedroom after taking things in, and I won't disturb you!"

After saying that, Emily went into the house. When she bent over to change my shoes at the door, she left her handbag unzipped, a small bottle dropped from it, and rolled right out.

Emily wanted to pick up the bottle quickly, but the bottle just rolled down to Charlie's feet.

At this time, he had bent over and held the bottle in his hand.

Charlie glanced at it without leaving a trace. He handed it to her and asked, "Miss Sam, yours?"

"Yeah... Thank you!" It was as if Emily had just realized what was going on. She quickly took it from him.

Wendy and Charlie were very close to each other, and when the bottle fell out she could see clearly that it wasn't a normal prescription medication, but the doctor's special fetal medicine for Emily.

Wendy glanced at the nervous- looking Emily and hurriedly said, "Er, Charlie, I'll walk you down!"

"Okay." Charlie nodded.

Wendy grabbed the key, winked at her best friend, and then closed the security door.

The elevator stopped on this floor and opened up again after they pressing the button.

The red number jumped at a constant speed. Unconsciously, they had arrived on the first floor. Wendy walked him all the way out the door of the apartment building.

Outside there was a streetlight on, the night breeze was blowing, and a quiet voice sounded as she walked down the last flight of stairs.