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Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 433

Emily looked up at her watch and whispered to herself, "It's so late. Who could it be?"

"I'm going to open the door!" Simon had already gotten up and walked towards the entrance.

The two remaining girlfriends looked at each other, and Emily was even more curious, so she also got up and poked her head into the entrance.

When she saw the tall figure, she quickly sent a secret message to Wendy. "Wendy, it seems to be Mr. Hogg!"

Upon hearing this, Wendy curled her lips.

In fact, when the door was knocked, Wendy had guessed that it would be Charlie.

As the security door closed, the steady and familiar footsteps were getting closer and closer. Wendy pretended not to see him. She slightly turned her head down and did not take the initiative to look at him.

It wasn't until the two long legs were standing next to her that she reluctantly looked out of the corner of her eye.

When she saw the trouser legs that had become darker because of the wetness, she couldn't help but look up, only to find that his whole body was soaked in rain, and he didn't even wear a suit jacket. There was only a thin white shirt on him, which was all attached to his body at this time, and the short hair in front of his forehead was dripping with rain.

Wendy had long forgotten that she was determined not to talk to him, and immediately stood up from the couch.

She raised her hands faster than her head and wiped the raindrops from his face. Her heart ached. "Charlie, how did you end up like this? It's raining so heavily outside. You don't even bring an umbrella?"

"I came out in such a hurry that I didn't have time to think about it." Charlie explained with a twitch of his lips.

Wendy's heart ached even more when she heard that.

Simon took a bath towel and handed it over, not forgetting to assist Charlie. "Hurry up and wipe first! It's so late and raining so hard. Why do you come here? Look, there's nothing dry all over your body!"

Wendy bit her lip and looked at Charlie with worries in her eyes.

"Aunt Lee told me that you won't come back tonight." Charlie took a bath towel and wiped his body casually. He looked down at her and said, "I know that you are still angry, but I'm worried about you! Besides, if you don't come home, how can I sleep? Larry is waiting for you at home too!"

After a pause, he moved a little forward and whispered in her ear, "Wendy, come back with me. I'll sleep in the study room."

Wendy looked up and saw that his deep eyes were as soft as Larry's at this time. The light shone on them, adding a bit of pity to him. Her already not-so-determined heart had begun to shake.

"Wendy, are you going to stay here tonight or not?" Emily asked with a smile.

Wendy clenched her fingers. When she saw the rain dripping from his temple, she finally couldn't bear it and shook her head. "Well, no..."

Charlie and Simon both let out a sigh of relief.

The former finally took his woman home, while the latter finally didn't have to leave his woman.

Charlie took her hand and said gratefully, "Miss Sam, I'm sorry to bother you. I'll buy you dinner some day!"

"I'm her best friend. Mr. Hogg, you don't have to do this!" Emily waved her hand. Speaking of which, in the past, Charlie helped her a lot because of Wendy.

"Then we'll take our leave first. Simon, you guys should go to bed early!"

After Charlie finished speaking, he led Wendy out of the entrance.

When the security door closed, Simon secretly gave Charlie a thumbs up.

Charlie raised his eyebrows quietly.

The rain didn't stop and continued to fall. Along the way, the two of them didn't talk much. Only the front and back windshield swayed to the left and right.

After entering the villa, Larry had been coaxed to bed by Aunt Lee. Wendy turned to Charlie and said, "Take off all your wet clothes. Go in and take a hot bath!" "Okay." Charlie nodded.

More than ten minutes later, he came out with a bath towel.

Wendy wanted to go in and throw Charlie's wet clothes into the washing machine. When she came in, she saw him sneezing and frowned slightly. He didn't look well.

"Are you alright?" She asked.

Charlie shook his head, pulled out a tissue, and said in a hoarse voice, "I probably have a cold."

Wendy couldn't help but furrow her brows at Charlie's words.

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