Wendy gently pulled his arm and said, "Charlie, don't..."
How could he compete with his little son for this?
Seeing that she had no intention of leaving, Charlie stood up and strode out of Larry's room, a little depressed.
Gazing at his receding figure, Wendy could not help but bite his lips. It was just that this night had a special meaning for her. She wanted to stay and accompany Larry, so Charlie had to sleep alone no matter how aggrieved he felt.
Larry slept soundly with his small mouth slightly open. Now that he got his mother back, Larry must be thrilled, for he kept smiling even when he was asleep.
Wendy watched her with a big smile, wiping the sweat on his forehead from time to time.
When she took off her slippers and was about to lie down next to Larry, the door was suddenly pushed open. Once again, Charlie's tall figure walked in. He put down the quilt and pillow in his arms and made the bed silently.
Wendy opened her mouth in surprise and then burst out laughing.
She thought he was unhappy and left, but it turned out that he went back to their room to take the quilt.
Charlie's eyes swept over his sleeping son's face. He snorted and waved to her. "Wendy, I get something to show you."
"What's that?" Wendy walked around the end of the bed, slowly and curiously.
Charlie pulled her to sit down next to him. Then he took out a paper bag from behind and opened it. There was an agreement with a duplicate copy.
Wendy took one and browsed its pages. When she understood what it was, she opened her eyes wide in shock and looked at him, "Well, Charlie..."
"If there's nothing that you don't understand, sign it." Charlie took out a black pen and said, pointing to a blank space on the last page. He pursed his lips and explained, "This agreement includes all my property at home and abroad, including the circulating shares and funds, as well as all the shares that I have earned over the past few years since I took over the Hogg's Group. After you sign it, all of these will be yours. That means I will work for you from now on!"
"Charlie..." Wendy muttered.
Of course, she knew what this agreement represented. Everything, including all the property that he had got so far, was written in detail. Just as he said, as long as she signed it, all of this would be hers after marrying him.
"When did you prepare it?"
Charlie curled his lips and said, "I've prepared it long ago and planned to show you when we're going to get the marriage certificate!"
Wendy repeatedly shook her head. "... I can't sign it!"
In the beginning, they made a deal of money, but she decided to date him four years ago only because his domineering manner attracted her. She had never thought of getting anything from him. Charlie had given her a black card, but she had only used it twice in so many years.
"You have to sign it." How could Charlie not know what she was thinking about? He held her hand, his deep and affectionate eyes gazing into hers. "This is what I'm willing to do. Wendy, I want to grow old with you. If I betray you, I deserve to be deprived of everything!"
Being stared at by him for dozens of seconds, Wendy could understand his persistence.
Then Wendy decided to accept his kindness, the most practical and reliable promise a man could give to a woman. After some hesitation, she took the pen and signed her name with sure strokes.
Wendy had never cared so much about money. Johnny had transferred all the overseas property that he had earned to her, and she was totally bewildered. Now that Charlie also gave his assets to her, Wendy swallowed hard, feeling the thrill of making a great fortune overnight.
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