After Wendy came out of the corridor, all the people waiting on the bench stood up.
They immediately looked at her with an anxious expression. Gilbert was supported by his wife Ella. Donna, who was standing next to Gilbert, walked over quickly and asked in a calm voice, "Wendy, how is Charlie?"
Wendy stretched out her stiff smile, closed her eyes and said, "He's fine. Don't worry about him!"
Hearing this, Gilbert finally let out a sigh of relief.
Wendy walked to Farr, who was standing in the corner, raised her hand, and pressed her eyebrows. "Mr. Chiang, please send me back to the villa!"
After saying goodbye to Donna, she left the police station.
After all this, when she returned to the villa, the sky had already fallen. The night sky was not too clear, and the moon could not be seen, only a few stars, just like her gloomy mood at the moment.
Aunt Lee took out the dinner in the pot and placed it on the dining table.
Wendy shook her head and wanted to say no, but she suddenly remembered Charlie's words, he's asking her to sleep well and eat well. It could be seen that he cared about her so much.
The restaurant was brightly lit and the air was filled with the aroma of food, but she didn't have any appetite.
It was as if her stomach was filled with stones, and she didn't know what she was eating.
But even so, she still forced herself to eat up a bowl of rice.
She went upstairs and pushed open the door of the children's room. Larry, who had just taken a shower, was lying naked in bed. He pouted like a small bulging hill with his hand fiddling with the car models, and his small face was still flushed by steam.
Wendy asked Aunt Lee to go back to the room to rest. She picked up the pajamas beside the pillow and put them on for him personally.
Larry saw her lying on the bed along with him and couldn't help but ask happily, "Wendy, do you want to sleep with me tonight again?"
"Yes." Wendy nodded.
Larry's eyes were sparkling with excitement, but soon he thought that last time she said the same thing but was robbed halfway by his father when he was happily dreaming. When he woke up the next day, he was carrying a teddy bear instead of Wendy!
So, he raised his face and asked, "Where's Daddy?"
"He..." Wendy's throat choked. Looking into his big black grape-like eyes, she told a difficult lie. "He's on a business trip! So, will you accompany me tonight?"
"Okay." Larry threw himself into her arms.
Wendy reached out and embraced him. Looking at his similar silhouette to Charlie, her heart tightened more than ever.
The image of Charlie wearing that black suit but wearing cold handcuffs in the police station came to her mind, tears almost fell out of her eyes, by the action of stroking Larry's head, she tilted her head to force those water mists back.
Although Larry was small, he had a slender and sensitive heart.
It seemed that he also felt something. His little head came out of her arms and he softly asked, "Wendy, when will my Daddy come back?"
"He will come back!" Wendy endured the pain that came from the bottom of her heart. She rubbed her face against Larry's little face and repeated, "Sweetie, we'll wait for him at home. He will definitely come back!"
"Yes!" Larry replied obediently.
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