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Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 81

His voice was so cold that she was gooseflesh all over.

Wendy could not help taking a step back.

She didn't know when he came, and how long he had been standing here. She only saw a lot of cigarette butts on the floor.

Wendy was so nervous that her body was trembling. She slowly swallowed. His deep eyes were focused on her, which made him look like a beast observing in the darkness and was ready to hunt. If it were to attack, it would be fatal.

Charlie suddenly shouted in a low voice, "Answer me!"

Wend trembled quietly, and her drooping hands gradually clenched.

To be honest, she was a little afraid of Charlie now.

Seeing she reacted like this, Charlie narrowed his eyes. A wave of heat rushed into his brain as if it could burn out his nerves.

If she didn't answer, it meant he was right.

He was well aware of the significance of the knife to her.

In order to get it back, she almost took off her clothes in front of people in the bar, and she drank half a bottle of alcohol without thinking twice. In addition, she ran two or three kilometers in order to catch the robber and almost hit by the car. She brought it with her all the time...

She said that it was special for her.

After hanging up, Charlie went straight to bed.

However, it was still early. He didn't feel sleepy after closing his eyes for a long time. Especially when he closed his arms, he felt empty. In the end, he took the car key and went out. Even if he didn't make love to her, he still wanted her to sleep beside him.

He knocked at her door, but no one responded. Then, he called her, but her phone was turned off.

Charlie's patience slowly ran out. At last, he even saw that she and another man were whispering to each other.

When he finished smoking the remaining half of the cigarette in his hand, he ground it under his leather shoes. Then his tall body suddenly moved forward and pressed her against the wall, easily controlling her within his arms, "Why did you tell me you've already slept."

Wendy was sweating with a guilty conscience, "I..."

"Wennie..." Charlie slowly repeated the word. When he glanced at the black windbreaker on her, he narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Oh, what a lovely nickname! Are you old friends? I think you're old lovers! So you’ve f*cked with him today?"

"You-"

Hearing the last sentence, Wendy widened her eyes.

Although she had been aware of his mood swings in the past few months and knew that his words would become vicious when he was angry, these words still made her heart broken. What did he think she was?

Charlie's eyes became cold, and he swallowed and shouted, "I’ll check it by myself!"

He was not joking. He reached out one hand to tear off the black windbreaker on her.

"I didn't!" Wendy gritted her teeth and couldn't stand his domination anymore, “We just ate together!"

"Do you think I should trust you?" Charlie asked in a plain tone.

"It depends on you!" Wendy answered. She didn't want to look at him anymore. She bent down to pick up the windbreaker and brushed off the dust. It was not a windbreaker, so she should keep it clean.

Charlie became even more furious when he saw her behaviors.

He reached out one hand to touch her neck. His movements were gentle, but his eyes were very cold.

"Wendy Lim, you’d better not to think about those things you shouldn't have. You are mine, so you should remember your role all the time!" Charlie paused for a while and smiled. He looked at her as if she was a joke, "What's more, even if Felix has divorced, there will be a lot of women rushing to him. You’ re the woman who warms my bed and does what I ask you to do. Do you think he will marry a woman like you?"

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