Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 307

Madge could tell that some private part of Charlie's body was already reacting.

She had tried so hard to come this far, she wouldn't want to fail of course. Once they had sex, she wouldn't have to worry about it all day.

It would be best if she could get pregnant. Even if she couldn't, she could still lie. At that time, Gilbert wouldn't allow Charlie to go on like this even if Charlie didn't agree to marry her.

The thought in her mind made her, as if she had seen the dawn of victory, threw herself tenderly on him again.

She put her hands behind her back and tried to untie the button.

Madge was very confident in her own body. Every time at the beach or the swimming pool, there were always men drooling over her. She did not believe that she would be so lack of charm in Charlie's eyes, not to mention in this current situation.

When she unbuttoned her underwear, it hung on her only by the straps and even couldn't cover her breasts at all.

"Charlie, hug me, kiss me!"

Madge hooked her arms around his neck and blew at him, then was about to kiss his thin lips.

However, she didn't even touch the corner of his mouth before she fell to the ground. Charlie's arm just fell down and his Adam's apple rolled with difficulty. He said in a hoarse but cold voice, "Sunny, I'll assume you're drunk."

Drunk?

Madge only drank a glass of water during dinner, and didn't take a drop of wine. She raised her head to grab his hand, but Charlie had already turned around and left without hesitation. "Charlie, Charlie-"

Seeing this, Madge hurriedly got up to chase after him.

However, Charlie was faster and left the suite in a flash. When she chased after him, she realized something was wrong and forgot that she was almost naked.

Meeting the gaze of the people coming out of the opposite suite, Madge screamed and immediately wrapped her arms around her chest. But she couldn't cover her whole body with her hands at the same time Seeing Charlie's tall figure getting farther and farther away, she could only go back to the room.

After Madge closed the door, there was disbelief in her widened eyes.

How could he remain indifferent after all this?

With the strapes hanging down, Madge clenched her hands in shame.

Charlie's long legs moved very fast as if he could carry the wind with him. But the faster he walked, the hotter he felt. When he walked to the corner, beads of sweat could be seen on his temples, and his arms couldn't help but press against the wall. "Daddy..."

A soft voice came.

Charlie frowned and saw his son and aunt standing in front of him.

Donna still had her hand on her chin. Just now, as she was considering whether to call the waiter over to knock on the door with her, she saw him come out of it.

Only he didn't seem quite the same as when he came out of the restaurant, something distinctly different, with an unusual flush on his face and a brow knitted as if he was undergoing some kind of torture. "Charlie, what's wrong with you?" Donna raised her eyebrows.

Larry next to Charlie also tilted his head and looked at his dad curiously.

Charlie didn't reply. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he asked, "Aunt, do you have a room here?"

"Uh-huh!" Donna continued to raise her eyebrows.

"I need to use your bathroom!"

Donna blinked her eyes. She had lived to this age and had experienced a lot, so she understood what was going on.

She didn't say anything more, but directly took out the room card, turned around, and walked forward with Larry.

Her room happened to be on the same floor, but it was in the opposite direction. After entering the suite, Charlie directly strode to the bathroom, where the sound of the water was coming out. Donna bent over and touched Larry's head. She smiled and said, "Larry, how about I take you to the family cinema to watch a movie later? You can watch Finding Nemo. There is a fish named Nemo!" Larry nodded his head, indicating that he could have it.

Donna smiled and continued, "Okay, then you sit on the sofa and wait a minute. I'll make a phone call and then we can leave!"

Larry nodded again and climbed onto the sofa on his own, using both his hands and feet.

Donna walked in the direction of the bathroom, then put her ear on the door and listened for a few seconds. Her eyes flashed. She then took out the phone, and after the line was connected, she held her forehead and said, "Hello, Wendy, it's me..."

When Wendy received the call, she was sitting on the sofa in a daze.

The remote control was in her hand, but the TV screen was dark and had not been turned on for a long time. After she came back from Lim's house, her mind was full of Johnny's words.

"It's because of Charlie that she has become like this."

"Isn't he doing this for you? Your grandmother died because of Yolanda that year. How could he let her go so easily? Four years ago, he sat right where you are and said it himself, he would make her pay for your grandmother's death!" Wendy could not help but remember once again the mess Yolanda was in when they met at the restaurant.

He actually did this for her without letting her know...

Her mobile phone rang and pulled her out of her trance. The last time when she had dinner with Donna, Donna had saved her number again. So when she saw the word "Aunt1' on the screen, Wendy quickly picked it up.

"Er, aunt..."

At the other end of the line, Donna said in a strange voice, "Wendy, come here quickly, I'm not feeling well!"

"What's wrong?" Wendy asked with concern.

"I don't know, I'm sick all over! Are you busy? Can you come over here?" Donna continued from the other end of the line, "Do you remember the hotel we met last time? I'm right here!"

Wendy said without thinking, "Okay, aunt, wait a minute, I'm on my way!"

Hanging up the phone, she dropped the remote control, ran back to the bedroom, changed her clothes as fast as she could, and hurried downstairs.

More than 20 minutes later, the taxi stopped at the entrance of the hotel.

Wendy took the change and walked quickly into the elevator. There were many people waiting in front of the elevator. "Ding". The elevator was slowly pulled open, and she stood on the side like everyone else, waiting for the people inside to come out one after another. Among them, there was a tall figure that she could not be more familiar with.

The corners of Wendy's mouth curled up.

Madge had taken the initiative to come to her the last time, and she was very reluctant to have direct contact with Madge, so she subconsciously moved to the side.

However, Madge didn't seem to notice her. She walked out while she was talking on the phone. She didn't know whether it was because she was in a bad mood or not. Her face was livid, and her behavior was quite different from usual.

Wendy couldn't care that much and followed the crowd into the elevator.

After reaching the floor, she found the suite with her memory. When she wanted to raise her hand to knock on the door, she found that the door was not locked.

She frowned, pushed open the door, and went inside.

The suite was quiet. After Wendy looked around and entered the bedroom, she found that there seemed to be a person lying on the big bed, but he couldn't see clearly because of the quilt, it was propped up and there was only the outline of a bulge.

Worrying about Donna's body, she quickly walked to the front of the bed.

Wendy lifted the quilt, but she was shocked by the prominent features that jumped into her sight. "...Charlie?"