Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 87

Wendy's heart beat faster.

There were just three words, but she felt she could hear his deep voice.

Wendy took a breath and replied, "What's wrong?" "Come out."

Wendy clenched her phone, trying to ignore him.

However, her phone screen lit up again. There was a hint of threat between the lines, "Or I will come to the room to find you."

"I'll be right there!" Wendy replied quickly.

Looking at grandma who was sleeping soundly, she quietly got out of the quilt. She didn't wear slippers, instead, she held them in her hands and walked out.

It was dark outside the room. Wendy could only rely on the weak light from the phone's screen.

As she closed the door, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of her, completely shrouding her.

Wendy could recognize his face very easily. She whispered, "Er, you..."

He had put on a shirt, which was not completely buttoned. It seemed that he just got off from the bed.

"I can't sleep." Charlie said in a low voice.

"What's wrong?" Wendy asked.

"I can’t get used to the bed," Charlie answered, sounding like a child.

Wendy stayed silent for a while.

Grandma and she had not come back here for a long time. The furniture was old, and the bed frame was a little loose. Moreover, he was used to sleeping in soft mattress, and he would indeed feel uncomfortable when he slept on that bed.

"What are we going to do next? There are no hotels nearby. You can go to my neighbor's house to stay for a night, but it's too late now." Wendy frowned slightly and didn't know what to do, "Or you can count the sheep? It's quite good way to help you sleep..."

She lowered her voice in the end because she saw his twitching lips.

Charlie reached out his hands, which was in his pocket, to hug around her waist, "I want you to sleep with me!" © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Before Wendy could open her mouth, she was lifted up. Afraid of waking grandma up by making any noise, she struggled slightly, which was useless to Charlie.

In the blink of an eye, Charlie had dragged her to his room and shut the door.

Wendy was thrown on the bed. The bed frame immediately made a creaking sound.

She got up on her elbows. Charlie had already taken off his shirt, leaving only a pair of skinny briefs.

She was pressed on the bed by him.

"No!" "Why not?"

Wendy avoided his thin lips, "There's no condom..."

"I've brought some!" Charlie smiled.

He reached out one hand to get his trousers which was at the end of the bed. Then, he took out several colorful small packages from his pocket.

Under the faint moonlight, Wendy was naturally able to see what they are. She suddenly recalled the words that he had said in the car during the day, "Because I miss you. I want you." Her face started burning.

Charlie held her face and kissed her on the corner of her mouth.

Wendy shook her head and said, "No, it's not soundproofed..."

"I'll be gentler."

"Don’t cry out."

Soon, the only sound left in the room was the creaking of the bed frame.

The next morning, Wendy woke up and found that Charlie’s arm was still putting on her waist.

She was so embarrassed when she thought of last night, especially when she saw the tissues all over the floor.

She was ready to move his strong arm away. As she touched him, she heard his calm voice, "Are you awake?"

"Yes." Wendy nodded and asked again, "What's the time?"

Charlie placed the phone in front of her and pressed the button on the side, "Grandmother has woken up." he added.

Upon hearing that, Wendy sat up immediately.

She quickly put on her clothes and climbed out of the bed with her hands and feet. She slightly opened the door and looked around, then sneaked into the yard. She walked around the gate and went inside again.

She stretched up her upper body, pretending that she had just returned from a morning walk.

Grandma went out with a glass of hot water and asked in surprise, "Wendy, when did you get up?"

"Uh, around seven..." Wendy equivocated.

"Around seven?" Hearing her answer, grandma said in a more surprised tone, "I remember that I woke up at 6:40, otherwise, I didn’t see you."

Wendy unnaturally pulled her long hair and faltered, "Really? Maybe it’s like six..."

"Ahem, I'm going to make breakfast!"

She found an excuse to escape quickly.

However, before she could walk away, grandma called her again from behind, "Wendy, can you go to buy some ratsbane after later? I seemed to have heard the sound of rats last night."

It was not a rat but the bed!" "Oh..." Wendy blushed as if her face was burning.

She looked up and saw that the door on the other side had opened. Charlie was leaning on the door with his hands in his pockets. It was rare to see a lazy look on his face. He looked at her with a faint smile in his deep eyes, and his lips lifted up.

Wendy blushed even more. When she passed by him, she stamped her feet and said, "Stop laughing!"

However, Charlie laughed out loudly on purpose.

After breakfast, grandma urged her to buy some ratsbane and show Charlie around.

When they arrived at the pharmacy, the clerk handed the ratsbane to them. Charlie took it over and asked if it could really poison the rat. Wendy was embarrassed. She paid the bill and pulled Charlie out in a hurry.

On the way back, Wendy took him walk around a clear river.

When they walked on the grass, his shoes stained with mud. She asked in a soft tone, "Mr. Hogg, when are you leaving?"

"You want me to leave?" Charlie look askance at her.

"Uh, no..." Wendy was embarrassed.

She just felt that he wouldn’t get used to everything here, and everything here didn't match him.

Charlie said in a plain tone, "I will go back with you."

"Ah?" Wendy was surprised, "You don't have to work..."

Although it was in public holidays now, he had always been busy since she stayed with him. There was no time for him to have a long break. Even that time she flied to the United States with him, it was a business trip.

Charlie took out a cigarette. He blew out a mouthful of white smoke as he spoke, "I can never finish my work. It's a good time to take a break. Enjoy the holiday."

To have a holiday in the countryside?

Wendy looked at the scattered bungalows in the distance. Now rich people seemed to be a little crazy...

Charlie flicked the ash off the cigarette and suddenly said with a frown, "Don't call me Mr. Hogg again."

Wendy looked confused, "What?"

"Just call me Charlie." Charlie answered.

The white smoke swept past his clearly defined face, making him look even more attractive.

"Oh." Wendy nodded obediently.

However, when she lowered her eyes, her heartbeats sped up. He had said that, except his parents, she was the first person who dared to call him by his full name.

Stealing a glance at him, she whispered to herself in her heart.

Charlie.