Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 382

The New York night scene had always been beautiful.

Especially when looking out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the neon images were a gorgeous dreamscape. Wendy stood there with her hands on her shoulders, but she had no intention of admiring it, looking down at the dial on her wrist from time to time.

With each revolution of the second hand, her anxiety grew deeper.

It was almost 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, but Charlie hadn't come back yet!

After leaving the restaurant, while saying goodbye, Charlie suddenly stopped Felix, who had opened the car door, and said that he wanted to return the favor and find a place to invite Felix to have a drink. She tried to follow, but was refused by both men at the same time and forced to return to the hotel.

Since Wendy came back, she had been fidgeting.

Charlie and Felix had known each other for a very long time, but since she was in the middle, their relationship had always been very delicate. And four years ago, they had a big fight because of her.

Such two men were drinking together, how could she not worry!

There was some movement on the big bed behind her, and Wendy turned around and saw Larry sitting up from the bed, his two big black grape-like eyes half open and half closed, and his two little hands rubbing his eyes, "I want to pee~"

She walked up quickly, picked up Larry from the bed and walked to the bathroom.

In the evening, not long after she returned to the hotel, Charlie's uncle sent Larry back. As time went by, Larry went to sleep early.

She wiped Larry's hand with a wet tissue, held him in her arms, and lay back on the pillow. The air conditioner was turned on in the room, and Wendy pulled the quilt up again.

Larry, with only his head exposed, yawned sleepily. "Wendy, why don't you sleep?"

"Sweety, you go back to sleep, I'll sleep soon!" The corners of Wendy's mouth were bent into a smile.

"Are you waiting for Daddy?"

"Yes." Wendy nodded.

When Larry heard this, he didn't forget to seize the opportunity to complain about his daddy. "Daddy is so naughty..."

"Sleep, baby!" Wendy smiled and patted his little body.

Larry was awakened by urine, and after saying a few words, he soon fell back asleep with his little head bent and snoring.

When Wendy walked back to the floor- to- ceiling window, she suddenly heard a noise in the corridor.

She turned around quickly, ran towards the entrance, and looked out through peephole. As expected, Charlie's tall figure was standing outside the door. It seemed that he was turning over the room card from his trouser pocket.

Wendy opened the door, and a pungent smell of alcohol wafted through the air.

Charlie's suit jacket was in his hand, and a few buttons of his shirt were ripped off, exposing his bronze skin. His deep eyes were full of intoxication. When the door was opened, his strong body fell straight to her.

Wendy hurriedly stretched out her hands to hold Charlie. "Charlie, are you alright..."

"I'm fine!" Charlie raised his eyebrows.

Charlie opened his arms and put his chin on her shoulder, putting the whole weight on her like a giant dog.

There were still some people walking in the corridor. Wendy hurriedly helped him in, turned back and closed the door.

When she saw his long legs wobbling, she frowned, "... Why are you so drunk!"

Hearing this, Charlie raised his eyebrows higher than he did just now. He snorted with disdain, "Your Felix is more drunk than me. When he came out of the bar, I helped him to the car myself, okay?"

"Yeah yeah..." Wendy was speechless.