Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 117

It was Charlie outside...

He was still in a black suit, which looked a little horrible under the dim light.

Wendy looked at him in a daze. She didn't expect that he would appear here. She blinked and asked, "Mr. Hogg, why are you here?"

"Why don't you call me Charlie?" Charlie moved his lips.

"..." Wendy's heart skipped a beat.

She met his deep eyes, and then quickly turned away. There was a faint smell of alcohol in the air, and she frowned and asked,"... Did you drink?"

"Hmm." Charlie mumbled.

He acquiesced. The smell of alcohol couldn't be ignored.

However, the car key was still in his right hand. He drove here after drinking? Wasn't he afraid of meeting a policeman?

Wendy wanted to let him leave, but the words just were stuck in her throat. After a few seconds of hesitation, Charlie passed her and directly entered the room. She shouted, "Hey..."

Charlie ignored her and continued stroding in.

He was familiar with here. He went straight to the sofa in the living room and sat down. His long legs crossed lazily, as if he was in his own home. Wendy bit her lips and had to shut the door.

Charlie appeared in her home made her feel uncomfortable, but she could do nothing. She couldn't call the police and ask them to drive him away. After rubbing her fingers for a while, she went to the

kitchen and got him a glass of warm water.

When Wendy came out, she found that he had taken off his suit jacket and put it on the sofa armrest next to him.

And he was looking around, as if he was looking for some clues.

Wendy took a deep breath, walked over, put the glass in front of him, and then deliberately sat down on the chair opposite the sofa, "Mr. Hogg, after drinking this glass of water, please leave... I'm going to sleep!"

"Mr. Hogg? Always Mr. Hogg. Why can't you call me Charlie?" Charlie picked up the glass and shook it. Although there were just water instead of wine in the cup.

"..." Wendy frowned again.

If she called him Charlie, it seemed that they had a close relationship, and they seemed to return to the past.

She clenched her fingers, seeing him swallowing.

He put down the glass, put one hand on the tea table, and leaned over to her. He stared at her through the steam from the glass, "Wendy, you want to end the relationship with me just because grandma is discharged from the hospital and you don't need money anymore?" Wendy's heart skipped a beat.

"What do you mean..." She held her breath, feeling panic because something hidden deep in her heart had been discovered.

"Ha." Charlie sneered and thought of the picture of the three of them in the shooting range. His eyes were sharp and cold, "You hurried to end with me. Because you want to be with Felix?"

"It's none of your business..." Wendy pursed her lips but felt relieved.

"You really want to be a stepmother?" Charlie's eyes and voice were cold.

Wendy shivered, grit her teeth and remind him again, "It's also none of your business!"

Charlie stood up all of a sudden. He was in a white shirt and two buttons near his collar had been undone. He leaned forward like a hungry wolf, ready to hunt.

Wendy's shoulders were pinched by him, and she panicked.

The next second, he lowered his face and lips. She turned her head aside hurriedly and said, "Charlie, you're drunk!"

"Haha."

She didn't know if it was because she finally called him Charlie that he chuckled.

However, he did not intend to leave. Instead, he raised his hand to touch her, moving from her temples to her collarbone. At the same time, he said in a low voice, "You are shivering." Not only was Wendy shivering, but she also felt that her breathing was trembling.

The hint in Charlie's eyes was familiar to Wendy. When she realized that something would happen, she jumped up from the chair immediately and wanted to escape.

But it was too late. When she just took a step back, her waist was held, and then she was thrown into the sofa. It didn't hurt, but panic completely drowned her.

Wendy was pressed under his body, watching him unbuttoning his shirt.

When he was about to do something more, there was a knock on the door from outside.

"Knock, knock, knock—"

Wendy was stunned for a moment and then froze. She heard Felix's voice, "Wendy, it's me. Daniel's schoolbag left at your home!" NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

She was panicked.

"Wennie?" Felix didn't hear anything from her so he continued, "I saw that your room was still lit, so I came up. Have you slept?"

"Wendy, Wendy! Open the door!" There was also a child's voice.

Wendy was panicked and didn't know what to do.

The atmosphere in the room became tenser because of the knocking on the door.

Charlie's deep eyes fixed on her, and his thin lips moved near her ears, "I suddenly want to know what Felix will do if he sees me."

Then, he stood up and pretended to open the door.

"No!"

Wendy shook her head in panic.

She grasped his arm tightly and begged him, "Please don't!"

Similar things had happened in the past. At that time, Ewan had brought her breakfast in the morning and happened to meet Charlie here. If it was Ewan, it would be fine. However, it was Felix outside now and Daniel was there as well...

Charlie forced her to release her hands, and then sit down next to her.

Wendy let out a sigh of relief after making sure that he would not go to open the door.

She scrambled down from the sofa and quickly tidied up her clothes. After making sure that she looked all good, she picked up the small schoolbag on the sofa and ran to the door.

When she opened the door, Felix still kept the gesture of knocking, "I've knocked several times. I thought you were asleep."

"No, I didn't hear it in the kitchen..." Wendy felt guilty and didn't raise her head.

She kept her hand on the doorknob all the time, afraid that the man inside would be discovered if the door was wide open.

"We left in a hurry. Daniel is always forgetful!" Felix took over the schoolbag from her hand with a smile and soon noticed something strange. He asked with concern, "Wennie, are you okay? You look bad."

"I'm good..." Wendy nodded and said with a little anxious, "Felix, it's late now. You should take Daniel back!"

Ignoring Felix's doubtful expression, she just wanted him to leave as soon as possible.

Flowever, what Wendy was most afraid of happened.

The steady footsteps sounded from behind, and a tall figure shadowed her. Then, a calm male voice sounded, "Why have you been here for such a long time?"