Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 353

At 10:30 in the morning, Ryan knocked on the door of the apartment building.

"Our flight is at 1:45 p.m. We'd better arrive at the airport before noon to avoid delay in checking your luggage." Ryan smiled and said his arrangement.

"Thank you, Ryan!" Wendy said gratefully.

Ryan smiled, waved his hand and said you're welcome, and began to help them carry their luggage to the elevator.

Wendy looked back at Emily, who was still standing in the middle of the living room, "Emily, have you really decided to come with us?"

"Yes, I've made up my mind." Emily nodded.

"If you couldn't bear to leave this place, it's actually..."

Wendy said hesitantly, she was not only referring to the house, but also to Simon.

Emily interrupted her, as if she didn't want to listen, or more likely, as if she was afraid she might hesitate, and shook her head, "Wendy, don't persuade me! I've made up my mind. At present, it's better to leave. Maybe I can meet a handsome foreign man abroad and develop a new relationship! But only if he loves my child very much!"

"Wendy, the elevator is here!" Ryan yelled from outside the door.

Wendy shrugged, and stepped forward and grabbed her best friend's hand, saying, "Let's go!"

They locked the door and entered the elevator one after another.

At the same time, in the villa.

Aunt Lee, who was busy in the kitchen, had to look into the living room every two minutes.

Donna was wearing a red outfit today, pacing back and forth around the coffee table, and when she got to the hundredth time, she couldn't help but ask her nephew again, "Charlie! Why are still reading the newspaper? How many times do I have to tell you? Wendy's flight is this afternoon!"

Charlie acted as if he hadn't heard anything and calmly flipped the pages of the newspaper in his hand.

Donna raised her hand to cover her neck and felt blood pressure rush up.

Since Charlie went abroad and regained his memory in some way, he told her that he didn't need her to ask too much about Wendy. So during this period of time, she did not show up, leaving them some time to digest.

But she never thought that Wendy would be leaving!

After hearing the news, Donna immediately rushed over, but she didn't expect her nephew to be so calm.

"Charlie, just say something!" Donna walked around the table anxiously. At the end, she lifted her foot and stepped on the table, "How about I talk to her? I'll take Wendy back! Alas, I can't do that either. Even if I can keep her, I can't control her. I can't just imprison her!"

After saying that, Donna denied herself and sat on the sofa with a sigh.

On one side, Larry, whose face had also wrinkled into a ball because of his anxiousness, also choked up and cried, "Daddy!"

Charlie finally closed the newspaper and raised his head to look at his son, who was on the verge of collapse.

Larry was still wearing pajamas. His slightly curly mushroom hair was as messy as straw. His small face was also in a mess, with two big black circles under his eyes. Last night, after eating the noodles cooked by Wendy, he was so naughty that he didn't sleep all night.

Charlie put the newspaper aside, pulled his lips and said, "Larry, if you want Wendy, then let Aunt Lee take you upstairs to sleep."

"No!" Larry's mouth twitched.

"When you wake up, Wendy will be there." Charlie said slowly.

"You're lying!" Larry didn't believe it.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you." Charlie spread his hands.

Seeing this, Donna sighed and tried to coax Larry. "Go to sleep, Larry!"

Larry stared at his father for a long time as if considering the degree of credibility in his father's words. Then he climbed down from the sofa and said with a particularly serious frown, "If you lie to me, you're a puppy!"