Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 84

Charlie lowered his head and looked at her hand that held his.

From her reaction before, the anger in his heart was fading away.

Then, the quilt fell on the floor. Charlie's eyes swept over her body, which was covered with hickeys and finger marks. He swallowed, and his eyes darkened.

Wendy realized it and then bent over to pick it up.

As soon as she picked up the quilt and wrapped around her body, her waist was held by someone, and she was pulled forward.

"Are you seducing me now?"

The cigarette in Charlie's hand had been stubbed out, and his face was very closed to her.

The heat in his palm made Wendy's body tremble. Last night's memory was chaotic for her, but the previous nights were very clear. For a moment, her body became stiff.

Suddenly, she reached out her hand to push him away, taking two steps back.

Charlie only wanted to tease her, so he didn't exert more strength in his hands.

Then, he saw her turn around and walk back to the bed. She lowered her head and picked up the clothes on the floor and put on them. She didn't say a word when she was doing that. Charlie frowned again. When she put her bag across her body, her phone vibrated.

Wendy took it out and whispered in his ear, "Hello?"

"Wennie, are you all right? Where have you been last night? I'm so worried!" Felix's voice was full of worry.

After dealing with the car crash last night, he found Wendy disappeared. He called her a few times but she never picked up the phone. Next, he received a text message that said, "I'm leaving now for something urgent." Felix was afraid that she was in a bad mood and would be disturbed by him, so he waited until this morning to make a phone call again.

"I'm good..." Wendy glanced at Charlie standing by the window and whispered, "I just went home early..."

Felix breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Well, that's great! If you still feel uncomfortable, drink more warm water. Remember to have breakfast."

After giving her a few more reminders, he hung up the phone.

Wendy clutched her phone tightly. She could feel the attention of the two men standing by the window.

She gritted her teeth and finally had the courage to look over, "If you don't want me, I'll go to work."

After a few seconds, Wendy turned around and walked out of the suite.

When she closed the door, she heard the sound of something heavy fell to the floor, followed by the sound of glass breaking.

She remembered the glass smoke jar that placed beside Charlie's hand...

When Wendy got off work in the evening, as usual, she went to the hospital to see her grandma. She had dinner with grandma and chat for a while. When it was dark, she went home by bus. Not long after she arrived home, her cell phone rang. It was a strange number.

She picked up in confusion and heard a male voice, "Miss Lim, this is Farr!"

"Ah, Farr!" Wendy was stunned.

The background on the line was a little noisy. Farr paused for a moment and said, "Miss Lim, Mr. Flogg drank too much. Can you come over?"

When she got in the taxi, the neon light passed by outside the window, Wendy didn't know why she came.

It might be the phone call from Farr who had always been very respectful to her, and there was a hint of pleading in his tone. She really couldn't refuse it.

The traffic was smooth at night and she soon arrived at the club.

Wendy opened the car door and Farr was already waiting at the entrance.

She followed him into the elevator and arrived at the private room at the end of the corridor. She pushed open the door, only to find the room was filled with smoke and, as expected, the atmosphere in the room was bewitching.

There were quite a few people in the room, and some of them looked familiar to Wendy.

Charlie and Simon sat on the innermost sofa, with a lot of empty bottles on the table. It seemed that they had drunk a lot.

Charlie's suit jacket and tie were all gone. He only wore a shirt, and the collar was open. His strong chest could be vaguely seen, and his overlapping long legs swayed with the smoke, revealing a small part of his black socks.