Charlie answered her directly with actions.
Wendy had already swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva, she still felt a little dry in her throat. She looked at the locker room with uneasiness. Standing in front of the wardrobe, Charlie was picking out clothes for her...
She found this feeling queer, no matter from which angle to think about it.
Charlie took out a tea-colored shirt from the hanger and a long dress made of chiffon. He then moved his fingers in the air to roughly measure Wendy's figure, and handed the clothes to her.
Under his insistence, Wendy finally changed into the clothes picked up by Charlie, but she was still in a nervous mood after putting them on. She could not help but confirm it again and again, "Charlie, am I really... going?"
"Um...," Charlie replied indifferently. He paused for a moment before adding, "A little while later, Farr Chiang will be sending one more ticket here. I'll go together with you."
Wendy was stunned for half a second, and then suddenly there was a look of realization on her face.
"So that's how it is..." she thought.
Wendy knew that Charlie must be scheming for something in his heart; otherwise, in consideration of his domineering characters and strong sense of possessiveness of her, how could it be possible that he had agreed to let her go to watch a musical drama with another man? This would not be possible unless the sun rose from the west! No, even if the sun rose from the west, he still wouldn't allow her to do so!
Charlie waited for her to get changed into the new clothes before taking out a casual suit from the wardrobe.
The tall and strong figure was reflected in the mirror. Charlie raised his arms to put on his thin coat, and then neatened the hem and cuffs. Of course, he would not let Wendy go alone to watch a musical drama with Francis. It was not because his head had been kicked by a donkey. It was simply because he intended to personally abuse his rival in love!
Wendy looked at the side profile of his face. As his eyes sharply glittered, she felt her backbone tightened.
"Tsk...He's actually going to meet Francis in the theater..."
"He's so cunning!" Wendy thought.
There were not many vehicles on the road on the weekend. For this reason, they arrived at the Grand Theater after passing the river- crossing bridge and driving for over 10 minutes. The parking space was full of cars, and a great many people had come here wanting to see this great show.
After the white Land Rover stopped, the two of them unfastened their seat belts.
Wendy grabbed the door handle to support herself. She dared not imagine what kind of facial expression Francis would have when he saw her coming together with Charlie...
However, she could not do anything about it, since he was the person who came to her and asked for this!
As they walked to the front gate of the theater together with the crowd, they could see Francis, who was waiting at the bottom of the steps, from faraway.
He seemed to have dressed up carefully. The clothes were different from what he was wearing in the morning at the door of the villa. He was now wearing a dark blue suit which looked particularly handsome, with two agate cufflinks on the cuffs.
Even though the sun had already set, when Francis smiled, it seemed as if his surroundings were full of sunshine.
Francis was tall and strong, and when he stood at the entrance where lots of people came and went, he appeared to be particularly eye- catching. In addition, he had the temperament of a noble man, which attracted quite a lot of girls' attention.
Wendy glanced over and could not help but sigh in her heart.
It was such a pity for so handsome a young man like Francis to put all his attention to her! Francis was actually admired by a great many girls!
Suddenly, she felt her hand pinched violently, and the pain was felt immediately. Wendy turned her face aside, and saw that Charlie was staring at her with suppressed anger. She hurriedly commented, "He's not as handsome as you are."
Charlie raised his eyebrows and felt that her words were quite smooth-sailing.
Seeing the two of them coming over hand in hand, Francis was obviously stunned. He had a slightly stiff smile on his face because he could not manage his emotions effectively.
After leaving the villa, Francis actually did not hold any hope that Wendy would come. He had not expected to receive a text message from her saying that she was willing to come to the theater. He was very excited for it and thought that he had finally attained a breakthrough. He even thought that as long as he worked hard in pursuit of her, he would finally have a chance to win Wendy's heart!
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