Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 415

"I'm sorry, Miss Lim. I apologize for taking Larry away from you four years ago!"

Gilbert kept his posture and said in an apologetic tone, word by word.

He had always been superior and used to being flattered. Even if he did something wrong, he was always the only one who could scold others, while no one dared to speak a word. Perhaps it was the first time he apologized to others in such a humble way.

Wendy was in a slight panic and took half a step back unconsciously.

After apologizing, Gilbert stood up straight, then looked straight at her and said, "Is that okay? Now, I beg you, stay away from my son!"

"Get the hell out of here!"

Gilbert's last shout was practically a furious roar.

There were many people who came back and forth in the corridor, and they delivered the looks of focus one after another.

Wendy's face was a little pale. She bit her lips and looked at Gilbert, who was glaring at her like an enemy. Then she looked back through the glass of the door at Charlie, who was sleeping on the bed. After a few seconds, she turned and strode toward the elevator.

Gilbert was not satisfied until he saw her enter the elevator, he grunted heavily and coldly, still angry.

Charlie didn't expect that he had slept for so long. The sun was setting. When he opened his eyes, the first person he saw was Donna, who was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, eating an apple. When she heard the sound, she looked at him immediately.

"Charlie, you're awake!"

Charlie twitched the corner of his mouth, not surprised at all. "Aunt, you're here."

"Of course I'm here! I was still out of town on business when I received the news. I was almost scared to death, and came back in a hurry!" Donna threw the apple into the trash can and scolded, "You b*stard, you can't be like this in the future, what if something bad happens to you? My daughter is married off, my later years are counting on you!"

"If my cousin heard this, she would probably be furious." Charlie said slowly.

After heard this, Donna angrily reached out and poked his injured hand. She didn't let him go until he took a breath of cold air. She paused and said with a frown, "Not only did I come, but so did my brother at lunchtime!"

Charlie also realized that something was wrong. He looked around the ward, but he didn't see that beautiful figure.

"Where's Wendy?" he asked in a low voice.

Donna helplessly spread her hands and said, "She was driven away by your father!"

The afterglow of the sunset enveloped the villa. In the kitchen, Aunt Lee, wearing an apron, moved a small stool and sat in front of the stove. As she flipped through the newspaper, she looked up at the stewed chicken soup in the pot from time to time.

When she heard a sound coming from the entrance, she quickly put down the newspaper and walked out.

When she saw the people who came in, Aunt Lee was shocked.

Because Charlie was wearing a hospital gown and slippers from the hospital, he seemed to be seriously injured. His forehead and hands were wrapped with gauze, and it was a little difficult for him to walk. And there was a needle hole on the back of his right hand, where the bruises were swollen high.

Mr. Hogg and Miss Lim didn't come back last night. Miss Lim called and asked her to take the young master to sleep, but she didn't know the details. Aunt Lee thought they went out for a date or something again.

Last night, when the young master learned the news, he didn't insist like the last time and asked her if he let them sleep outside and he'll have a little sister soon. Aunt Lee, who's already an old woman, blushed after being asked like this, and kept nagging something in her heart!

She just didn't expect Mr. Hogg to come back all wounded in a hospital gown, and she didn't know what had happened!

Aunt Lee quickly stepped forward. "Sir!"

Charlie walked in by leaning against the wall and asked directly, "Aunt Lee, is Wendy back?"

"Daddy!" Larry ran out with a model car in his arms. When he saw Charlie, he was frightened. His two black grape- like eyes stared at his daddy. He walked around him and asked, "Daddy, what happened to you?"

"It's all right." Charlie appeased his son and continued to ask, "Aunt Lee, where is Wendy?"

Without waiting for Aunt Lee to speak, Larry already answered first, "Wendy is in the room. She let me play in the living room first, it looks like she's packing!"

Hearing the last few words, Charlie's face suddenly changed.

Not caring whether his body can bear it, he let go of the hand holding the wall, pressed the lower side of the ribs and then strode upstairs.

He ran directly to the bedroom. The door was half-closed, Charlie reached out and gently pushed the door open. Inside, Wendy was crouching there with her head down and her back to him. Her long hair covered her face, and in front of her sat a suitcase.

His chest tightened up for a moment.

Fear of losing her spread through his limbs, so much so that his emotions got a little out of control. Charlie strode from behind and grabbed her by the arm, pulling her up from the ground. "Wendy, what are you doing?"

Wendy seemed to be shocked, staring at him blankly.

Charlie's Adam's apple kept rolling up and down, along with his chest. His eyes were filled with gloom. "Did my dad say something bad to you that made you back off, and you're leaving me behind again? How long is it this time, four years or ten years?"

"...Charlie?"

Wendy seemed to have just come to her senses. She reached out and pointed at him, then frowned and said, "Why did you come back, you should be in the hospital! Are you crazy? You have three ribs broken. You need to rest in the hospital bed now!"

"I'm asking you! You don't want me, and you don't want your son, do you?" Charlie stared at her with his eyes fixed on her face, inch by inch.

"When did I say that..." Wendy was a bit confused off, by his sudden anger.

"Do you even need to say!" Charlie yelled, glancing at her suitcase.

"I didn't..." Wendy had an inexplicable look on her face. She shook her head dully and said, "I really didn't!"

When she looked up, she saw that his eyes were shrouded in a haze, and they were fixed on her body, and his anger was gradually gathering on his face.

After gradually understanding what he was worried about, Wendy couldn't help but chuckle.

Oh my god, what on earth was he thinking!

She pulled her hand out of his right palm. Then, under his murderous gaze, she held his hand bit by bit, until fingers tightly clasped.

She leaned closer to him, raised her head like a child, and softly expressed her feelings. "Charlie, I'll never leave you again. I'll always be with you, for the rest of my life."