Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 302

How could she not mind? In a twinkling of an eye, the waiter served all the steaks.

Charlie hadn't spoken since he sat down. However, the better thing was that he would occasionally glance at her from the corner of his eyes. With an extra person at the table, Wendy couldn't act natural and just sullenly cut up the beef on her plate.

Only Donna enjoyed the meal.

After the meal, Charlie called the waiter over to swipe the card. Donna looked at her and said, "How nice! Someone else paid the bill!"

Wendy could only let out two hollow laughs as a response.

Finally, they finished this meal. When Wendy was about to leave, Donna took her hand from behind.

"Wendy, you've drunk a lot. I have to send you back, otherwise, I won't be at ease if I let you go back by yourself!" After saying this, Donna looked at her nephew, "Charlie, then I'll borrow your car!" Charlie answered in an almost inaudible way.

Wendy wanted to refuse, but didn't get a chance. Donna dragged her into the car.

The black Bentley was driving in the night. The driver was driving steadily towards the apartment building by the river. The window was half-opened, and the cool night breeze was very comfortable. Donna leaned on the seat lazily and asked her with a smile, "Are you full?"

"Uh, I'm full..." Wendy nodded.

"Is that so? I'm not full!" Donna curled her lips.

"..." Wendy chose to remain silent.

Because there was still a lot of beef left on Wendy's and Charlie's plate when Charlie was paying the bill, Donna ate up all the food on Wendy's plate, and even the side dishes on it were completely finished. "This home chef is so average. When I go back, I'll give it a bad comment on the Internet!" Donna looked at Wendy with a smile and even smacked her lips. "Wendy, I still think that the egg fried rice you cook is the best! When will you do it for me again?"

Wendy smiled and said, "Aunt, anytime you want..."

While she was calling Donna, Charlie, who was sitting in front of her, turned around and looked at her.

In the car, where the neon passed by at a constant speed, his deep and serene eyes were narrowed slightly.

Their gazes collided, and Wendy was the first to shift her gaze away.

"Okay!" Donna patted her with satisfaction.

After driving for a while, Donna seemed to suddenly think of something and tilted her head to ask her, "I seem to have heard that Larry is very close to you?"

Wendy subconsciously looked at the co- driver's seat in the front.

Charlie didn't turn around this time. In the rearview mirror, she could see that his eyes were as bright as an old well. She said carefully, "Not bad..."

"I got off the plane to see him yesterday, and he kept talking about Wendy, Wendy! I almost got calluses in my ears!" After Donna finished her words, she stretched out her hand and touched her ears exaggeratedly.

Even if Wendy didn't see it, she could imagine the adorable face of Larry when he called her name in a soft voice.

Her expression could not help but soften. She nodded and said, "Larry is adorable!"

When Wendy said this, she looked at the rearview mirror again. She thought that a father would be proud when he heard others praise his son. She thought that she would see him raise his eyebrows, but unexpectedly, he frowned slightly.

Donna was also observing her facial expression in secret. After hearing what she said, she could not help smiling.

"Looks like the Hoggs all see things the same way." Donna's smile grew even bigger as she said those words with a deeper meaning.

However, after she said that, she silently added another sentence in her heart, all the Hoggs except her elder brother Gilbert.

"..." Wendy was uneasy.

Because when Donna said that, she deliberately looked forward. Fortunately, the speed slowed down and the car entered the district. Not long after, it stopped at the apartment building. She felt relieved and said, "Well, it's me!"

Hearing this, Donna also looked out of the window.

After the Bentley stopped, the driver got out and opened the door for them.

Donna got out of the car first, and Wendy followed her. When they moved outside quietly, they did not notice the flash of light in Donna's eyes and the leg that suddenly reached out to her without a warning. Before Wendy could stand firm, she stumbled.

Because of where she stood, she fell into the arms of Charlie, who was sitting in the co-driver's seat.

Almost at the same time, Charlie reached out and held her firmly.

Wendy's face was on his sturdy chest. The warm body temperature came, and her whole neck was burning red. She stood up in a hurry and moved two steps to the side. "Er, I'm sorry, thank you...' "Oh, Wendy, are you all right? I didn't notice that I tripped you!" Donna shouted at this time.

"It's okay..." Wendy shook her head awkwardly and took a quick glance at Charlie. Then she looked at Donna and said awkwardly, "Aunt, thank you for sending me back. Then I'll go up first..." "Wait!" Donna suddenly stopped her and continued, "Charlie, Wendy has been drinking, and I think she's a bit overwhelmed, and it's late at night, so for safety's sake, help me send her upstairs!" Wendy was not as drunk as Donna said. She just drank a cup of wine before Charlie came.

Although the red wine was strong, she didn't feel any discomfort. She wanted to say that there was no need, but Charlie in front of her spoke before her and said, "Well, I know."

With his hands in his pockets, the tall figure had already stepped into the apartment building.

Seeing this, Wendy had to follow him silently.

Behind her, Donna's voice was still saying, "You must see her enter the door with your own eyes. Don't worry! Oh, I'm a little drunk. I'll walk downstairs to get some fresh air!"

If it weren't for Donna's sincere concern for her, Wendy would have doubted whether it was intentional or not.

The two of them went into the building one after the other, and the elevator happened to stop on the first floor. They pressed the button after entered it and the floor quickly rose. Charlie's deep eyes were slightly lowered, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Ding!"

After the elevator arrived, the two of them came out one after the other.

But this time, Wendy walked in front. When she reached the door, she took out the key and opened the door. Lights poured out from inside. Emily should have come back, but not in the living room. The door of the bedroom was closed, and there was the sound of TV coming out. "Here's my house."

Wendy pulled out the key and turned to speak to him.

Seeing that he was silent, she pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "Then I'll go first, thank you..."

After finishing her words, she was ready to close the door, but when the door was closed only halfway, it got stuck. She couldn't help but frown and looked down to see that his right shoe was it. "You..." Wendy had to raise her head.

With the shadow covering her face, Charlie was squinting at her. "I thought you said we didn't know each other?"