Charlie had once told her that for the rest of his life, he only wanted to make love with her, countless times.
Wendy believed in him.
Just when she saw lipstick prints on his shirt, she did not doubt him and felt that he couldn't have an affair. Something like this had happened four years ago. After his business trip to Macau, she found a lipstick mark on his shirt, but in the end, it turned out to be a coincidence. Therefore, after they had been through so much for four years, her trust in him grew more and more.
Any other men might not resist women's amorous advances, but she knew that Charlie could.
In the four years of memory loss, he had never touched Madge, let alone now.
Life was really like a long journey with many cros It was not easy to remain a devoted couple throughout their lives, so trust was vital for a relationship.
She trusted him as much as he believed in her.
Her unquestioning trust touched him. The Adam's apple of Charlie moved slightly, and he reached out to hold her in his arms, his chin pressed against her head and affection beaming out his eyes.
Wendy pulled the shirt in his hand and asked curiously, "How did you get the lipstick mark on it?"
At the mention of this, Charlie's face darkened as if he had suffered a great grievance. He threw out a sentence grumpily, "I was groped!"
"Huh?" Wendy was stunned.
But how could a strong man like him be sexually harassed?
Charlie snorted and said unhappily in a low voice, "Today, a cooperative company sent a female client to negotiate with me. When she passed by me during the meeting, she slipped deliberately and fell into my arms!"
"..." Wendy frowned.
"Although I dodged in time, her lips still touched my shirt, and the scent of her perfume lingered on it! I don't want this shirt anymore!" The shirt in his hand was then thrown into the trash with a muffled voice.
"So, the female client..." Wendy asked, pursing her lips.
Charlie said with cold eyes, "I asked her to get out immediately and changed a company to cooperate!"
Uh, he was really ruthless!
Upon hearing that, Wendy could not help smiling happily, though she was unwilling to admit her pleasure.
She raised her hand to touch his angular face, proudly and helplessly, "You're so handsome and charming! There are always women vie to take you away from me!"
"So, how about scratching my face?" Charlie pulled her hand closer to his hand.
He looked serious, so Wendy hurriedly said, "Don't joke about this!"
Charlie curled his lips and kissed her face affectionately.
Outside the window, the night deepened.
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