Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 347

Larry was not afraid at all, as he had said.

He held Wendy's hand the whole time, acting like a strong little man.

Soon the stitches were removed. The attending doctor told them matters need attention. "After the stitches were removed, no water for about three days, no strenuous exercises, or the surgical incisions would reopen. He has been recovering very well, don't worry!"

"Thank you, doctor!"

After returning to the ward, Wendy put Larry on the bed and then took off his little hospital gown.

When Larry only had his panties left, he whimpered a bit.

Wendy was adored by him and kissed him on the cheek, and then his cheeks, which were already red, turned even redder.

Charlie looked at them, frowning, and though he couldn't bear to break his son's joy, he still spoke in a deep voice, "You still insist on leaving?"

"Why are you..." Wendy was stunned.

"I know you've booked a ticket!" Charlie's pupils shrank.

Seeing that he already knew, Wendy did not hide anything. She nodded and said, "Yes."

She lowered her head and looked at Larry again. Sure enough, the expression on Larry's face was immediately covered with a layer of shadow.

Wendy was also helpless about this, and could only softly reassure him, glancing at Charlie behind her and whispering in a voice that only Larry could hear, "Larry, you must remember my number, okay? I won't change it. If you miss me in the future, you can call me!"

With Charlie around, she couldn't say much, but could only emphasize the phrase "miss me".

In fact, she said it in a different sense.If Charlie and Madge ever get married and they treat Larry badly, she will not hesitate to come back and pick him up if they call her..."

After checking out of the hospital, the black BMW was already parked in front of the hospital building.

Uncle Lee and Aunt Lee were busy placing their luggage in the trunk. Then they got in the car and drove at a constant speed to the villa.

Aunt Lee, sitting in the passenger seat, had to put down the visor because of the sunlight, and she was muttering to herself that the weather forecast was not accurate at all. It was reported that there would be heavy rain today, but there hadn't been any since this morning.

She took a look in the rearview mirror. Charlie and Wendy were sitting side by side, and Larry was sitting between them.

The sunlight coming in through the front windshield and spreading on their faces made them look like a family of three, but Aunt Lee was also very upset, as she had heard their conversation in the ward, Miss Lim was leaving......

Since Charlie mentioned it in the ward, Larry had been depressed.

Wendy could only stroke his little face.

Larry received a look from his father next to him, arched his body and stuck close to Wendy's side, tilted up his head and asked in a soft, glutinous child's voice pitifully, "Wendy, can you stay?"

"... Larry!" Wendy felt sad and uncomfortable in her heart.

"Wendy, I don't want you to leave!" Larry sadly held her with his hands.

"Larry..." Wendy sighed!

"Wendy, don't go. Stay with me, okay?" Larry simply climbed to her legs, got into her arms, and begged again and again. "I really don't want you to leave. In that case, I won't be able to see you, and I can't talk to you. I'm gonna miss you every day, can you stay here for me..."

Wendy was afraid that Larry had ever spoken so many words in one breath, and his voice got choked up at the end.

Wendy took the head out of her arms. Tears welled up in his big black grape- like eyes, and even his nose turned red.

She sighed bitterly, and the tears all turned into bees that stung her nerves and heart, but she could only wipe his tears with a paper towel. "Larry, I'm sorry. There is a saying that you may understand when you grow up. All good things must come to an end..." "Oh, I don't care. I don't want this!" Larry cried sadly with snot and tears on his face. Charlie taught him to do this before he got on the car, but now it was obviously revealing his true feelings. He kept sobbing, "Don't go..."

At this time, the BMW slowed down and drove into the yard.

Seeing that Charlie was staring at her with a dark expression, she bit her lips and said, "I'm sorry..."

Wendy was already sick, and she held on because she didn't want Larry to worry about her. On the way, she felt worse because of Larry's crying and her breathing was a little weak, so she didn't intend to get off the car. Uncle Lee would send her directly back to the apartment building, and now she only wanted to eat some medicine and lie in bed.

Charlie took his son from her hand with a cold face. He listened all the way. From beginning to end, she didn't say yes.

"Don't cry!" He shouted in a low voice and pulled his son out of the car with a gloomy face. "It's useless for you to cry, she won't go soft either!" "..." Wendy clutched her hands tightly.

Larry was handed over to Aunt Lee and was taken into the villa, turning back several times in a step.

Charlie stood at the side of the car and looked at her with his deep eyes. "Wendy, you don't want to think about what I said before?"

Wendy slowly pursed up the corners of her mouth.

When Madge's voice echoed in her ears, she shook her head. Charlie raised his hand and slammed the door with a "bang" and strode into the villa.

Watching the figures of the father and son disappear from her sight, Wendy closed her eyes and leaned on the back of the chair, her hands touching her forehead weakly.

After returning to the apartment building, Emily had already gone out. There was a bowl of porridge and a bottle of medicine on the table, next to which there was a note. It was left by Emily, who asked her to heat up the porridge and take the medicine after she came back.

Wendy took two sips of porridge, and then poured out two pieces of medicine and stuffed them in her mouth.

She put on her phone charger, covered herself with the blanket weakly, and hoped that she could recover after waking up.

In a muddled dream, there seemed to be a constant stream of flies disturbing her ears.

Wendy waved her hand for a long time, but the flies didn't move away. She reluctantly opened her eyes, only to replace that there was no flies. Her charging mobile phone was constantly vibrating, and the light on the screen was particularly dazzling in the dark room.

She narrowed her eyes and reached for her phone.

The sleepiness had dissipated a bit, and the words "Charlie" were displayed above.

Wendy hesitated and put it beside her ear, and realized that her voice was hoarse. "...Hello?" "I'm downstairs!"

After saying that, he hung up.

Wendy closed her eyes again, panting hard. Her whole body was wet with sweat, but she felt cold. Even when she was lying on the bed, she felt like her whole body was sinking. After licking her lips a few times, she finally got up.

She looked at her watch and saw that it was already after 9:00 p.m. Not only was it dark outside the window, but it was raining hard, with large raindrops were hitting the glass.