Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 366

When the two of them looked over, they saw that Madge was running towards them quickly.

Wendy frowned. She didn't expect Kim to be with his daughter, but it was too late for her to avoid Madge in advance.

But Madge seemed to be much more nervous, stepped forward between them, and took Kim's arm, "Dad, I thought I told you to wait for me on the couch!"

"I'm feeling a little hot and stuffy, so I came out for some fresh air!" Kim explained with a smile.

Madge looked at Wendy and then at her father. She asked tentatively, "Dad, when did you and Miss Lim get to know each other?"

"We met by coincidence." Kim replied, always smiling. "I didn't expect to meet her here. We just talked for a while, and Miss Lim told me a local method for treating my stomach problem. I can try it when I go back!"

Madge maintained her expression and took her father's arm to the side of the road. "Dad, the driver is here, let's go!"

"Okay!" Kim replied then nodded at Wendy.

Wendy nodded back as well.

As she watched the father and daughter get into the limousine, she wondered if it was just her illusion, but she felt that Madge didn't seemed to want her to have more contact with Kim...

"Wendy, what are you looking at?"

Her knees felt warm, and a soft child's voice rang out.

Wendy crouched down, put the little jacket in her hand on Larry, and then picked him up. Seeing that Charlie was watching her, she shook her head and said, "Nothing..."

They got in the car and the white Land Rover drove back to the villa at a steady pace in the neon night.

After playing all day, Larry yawned when he got into the car, and his little head was pecking like a chicken pecking at rice, making him drowsy. However, he insisted on waiting until he got home so that Wendy could cuddle him.

When they arrived home, Wendy had Larry in her arms, and Charlie had opened the car door for her.

She whispered a thank you and walked to the villa, holding Larry's butt.

The first floor was quiet. They had called home in the evening and asked Uncle Lee and Aunt Lee not to wait for them, so Uncle Lee and Aunt Lee had gone to bed. They then went straight up to the second floor.

Charlie's tall figure followed behind her, blocking the light.

When she was almost at the children's room, Charlie strode forward and unlocked the door for her, as he had done when she got off the car.

There were no lights on in the room, but the bright moonlight from the windows spread out over a wide area, reflecting the lights in the hallway.

As she passed by Charlie, Charlie's quiet voice sounded in her ear, "Don't forget what you promised during the day."

"I won't..." Wendy bit her lip.

Larry, lying on her shoulder, with sleepy eyes, said, "Wendy, what's up?"

"Uh, nothing! Sweety, you must be sleepy, let's go back to the room!" Wendy patted his little back hurriedly. After that, she walked quickly into the room and did not dare to look back until the door was closed from the outside.

Larry was too sleepy. Not long after he laid down on the pillow, he couldn't resist the drowsiness and fell asleep.

Wendy dried off a warm towel from the bathroom, knelt beside the bed, carefully wiped his little arms and legs, and then help him changed into a set of pajamas before taking a shower herself.

After getting out of the bathroom and laying down under the covers, Larry rolled into her arms spontaneously when he felt her scent.

After kissing her son's forehead, Wendy didn't go to sleep right away, but picked up her cell phone.

With a wall between her and Charlie, she withdrew her gaze and began to edit the text message, then found the number and sent it out, "You haven't told me what you want..."

"I'll tell you tomorrow."

The message was answered quickly and the screen lit up soon. Wendy bit her lower lip.

Turning the phone off farther away, she gently shifted to a different position, but couldn't sleep.

In the bedroom filled with masculine scent, Wendy had her hands behind her back.

She licked her lips and looked at the man who was sitting lazily. "Well, Charlie, what do you want from

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me...

"Take off your clothes!" Charlie raised his eyebrows. "You..." Wendy bit her lip.

"You promised me. Don't you remember?" Charlie's long legs were swaying.

"..." Wendy swallowed her words.

Thinking of what she had promised, she had to lower her head, unbutton her clothes, and then took off her clothes.

Charlie's eyes were fixed on her. He raised his hand and said, "And all the others inside, take them off!"

"..." Wendy had no choice but to continue.

She felt a chill in the air and tried to wrap her arms around herself. Her face was hot like a patient with a high fever, her breathing was out of control, and she felt every cell in her body tremble.

"Charlie, what on earth do you want to do..."