Felix helped Wendy all the way out of the bar.
When they got outside, the night wind blew to her, and she closed to him more tightly. Her eyes seemed to have closed, and only her eyelashes were trembling. Under the neon lights, there were two unnatural blushes on her face.
He called her name twice. She didn't reply but clenched her hands.
Felix frowned and thought that she was drunk.
He sped up to the parking lot, opened the door of the passenger's seat and carefully put her in. When he was fastening the seat belt for her, he suddenly heard a "bang" of the car's crash.
Felix turned back and found another car crashed to the back of his car.
Then, a handsome young man in a suit got off the Bentley. He looked like an white collar with an apologetic look on his face, "I'm sorry, sir. I accidentally got into your car when I was backing up!"
Felix had to walk over to check the back of his car.
It wasn't a big deal. The car stopped in time, and it only caused a little bit of paint loss.
After taking photos, Felix walked back to the front but found Wendy, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was gone. Charlie stepped on the accelerator all the way down, and the neon lights on both sides passed quickly.
Wendy, who had been fastened on the seat by seat belt, leaned her head to his shoulder.
He reached out one hand to push her away, but the next second, she approached to him again. She was tightly holding his arm, rubbing her face across his suit, and began to lose her consciousness.
Charlie felt dry in his throat, but he became more furious at the same time.
If he hadn't appeared in the bar at that time, she would have left with Felix!
As long as he was a little bit late, she would do these things to another man. The more he thought about it, the more furious he would be. He gritted his teeth hard.
The phone in her bag vibrated over and over again.
Charlie took it out and saw the "Felix" showing on the screen.
He tapped on the red circle with his long fingers and hung up. He glanced at her and sent a message back.
At this time, Wendy's body was burning, and her mind was in a mess.
She could only rely on her instinct, and half of her body was put on him, which could cool her down a little.
The soft feeling of her body was so obvious. Charlie's hand grasped tightly on the steering wheel, and blue veins stood out on the back of his hand due to the forbearance. After looking around, he drove the car to the hotel located at opposite side.
The Land- Rover stood at the entrance of the hotel. Charlie got out of the car and picked her up by the waist. He threw the key to the doorman and strode inside.
"Beep beep!"
The door was opened and Charlie kicked open the door of the bedroom.
Wendy was thrown onto the bed and then curled up like a shrimp. When he knelt down on her side, she immediately did what she had done in a car. She held his arm tightly and rubbed her face on it. The blush on her face seemed to be darker.
Just like before, she repeated in a low voice, "Felix, I really feel unwell..."
"Who are you calling?" Charlie asked in a bad tone.
Wendy lowered her eyes as if she didn't hear anything.
Charlie's deep eyes suddenly darkened. He pulled off his tie and punched on her ear side.
He pinched her chin with his thumb and forefinger. The corner of her mouth was a little witched because of him. He was even angrier. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Wendy Lim, who am I!"
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