Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 416

Although he did not say anything, his entire body was tensing up in anger, Wendy knew that he was actually worried...

Otherwise, he wouldn't have run back like that in a hospital gown despite his physical condition.

She really didn't know, after he ran out of the hospital, would people treat him like a psychopath? After she thought about it, she almost couldn't hold back her laughter again. When she said such sentimental words, she was more or less shy.

Charlie also seemed to be frozen for a moment, he grabbed her shoulder with one hand and shouted in a deep voice, "You promised!"

"I know!" Wendy nodded with a red face.

Charlie felt relieved, but he didn't relax completely. He looked at the suitcase by his feet and asked, "Then why did you leave the hospital? What's with this luggage?"

He listened to his son, and then to push open the door to see her dragging a large suitcase squatting there. She had once done this before, so he's scared.

Wendy followed his gaze and lowered her head, shaking her head and laughing.

"You did not look carefully, this suitcase isn't mine, it's yours...." Charlie's thick eyebrows rose slightly when he heard that.

Taking a closer look, he found that it was indeed his suitcase. He just lost his mind and couldn't see it clearly.

Wendy explained softly to him, "You have to at least be in the hospital for a period of time. I gotta pack some clean underwear and daily necessities. I was just sorting out!"

As for why she chose to leave the hospital, it was indeed because of Gilbert.

At that time, Gilbert seemed to be a little excited and his chest heaved violently. Moreover, after last night's operation, whether physically or emotionally, she was a bit overwhelmed, so she didn't want to continue to clash with Gilbert at the moment. And as a father, Gilbert deserved to visit his son, so she left for the time being.

Charlie let out a sigh of relief.

He did not say anything else. Instead, the hand that held her shoulder swept her into his arms, and his thin lips landed on her forehead softly.

Wendy also deliberately lowered her body to avoid touching his wound.

The two of them silently held each other for a while. She thought of something and looked up and said, "Oh, yes, I am not only to be with you but also my son!"

"

." The corner of Charlie's mouth twitched.

She really knew how to upset him!

Wendy thought of something, then frowned and asked, "Charlie, is it really okay for you to come out of the hospital like this?"

"It's okay. Aunt's there." Charlie said, pursing his lips lazily.

"Then let's hurry back now!" Wendy said and was about to break free from his arms.

"I don't want to go back tonight!" Charlie held her down and said in a deep voice.

"..." Wendy widened her eyes. She didn't expect him to be so wayward!

As she opened her mouth to disagree, he added, "It's just one night. It doesn't matter. We'll go back tomorrow morning."

In the end, under his repeated insistence, Wendy had to nod, "Okay..."

At the hospital, Aunt was temporarily taking care of everything, but she had to ask for the permission of the attending doctor. Sure enough, he firmly disagreed, but he couldn't do anything about it when encountering patients who didn't cooperate.

After Wendy returned from the hospital, she cooked a chicken soup and asked Aunt Lee to watch the fire. Now it must be ready for Charlie to drink.

When Larry saw that his daddy was injured, he also obediently leaned over the bed and blew the soup in the bowl for his daddy, and when neither of them was paying attention to him, he buried his face in it and sneaked two sips of chicken soup.

After dinner, the attending doctor, who didn't know what to do with Charlie, was led to the house by Donna and brought all the medicine Charlie at night. He took care of everything then left.

After the last infusion bottle was emptied, the two of them fell asleep on the same bed.

Wendy closed her eyes almost at the same time as Charlie. Only just after sleeping for a short time, she began to dream.

Since the kidnapping was not long ago, so naturally it was not a sweet dream. She dreamed that she came out of the cafe, then was taken into a car, after the sky fell, five hooligans surrounded her, their eyes were full of obscenity, even the sound of their laughter was so creepy.

They rubbed their hands together and began to tear her clothes...

No, please...

Wendy sat up suddenly.

She felt a chill on her back. She raised her hand and touched her forehead, and a large cold sweat emerged on it.

Any woman who has experienced such a thing was going to be afraid. She was just an ordinary woman, not to mention that this incident had happened less than 48 hours ago, so the terrible process was still clear at the moment.

From the moment she's kidnapped yesterday to the moment Charlie came to rescue her, then to the moment Charlie was sent to the hospital, she put all her attention on his injury and didn't care about anything else. Now that she no longer worried about his injuries, she couldn't help but think of those images...

Wendy closed her eyes, trying to extricate herself from her dream as soon as possible.

She turned to look at Charlie, who was lying flat next to her. In the bright moonlight, his eyes were closed, and he was still wearing his hospital gown. Her eyes traveled slightly downward, resting on the large hand.

The injuries on his body were not that serious, taking some time to recuperate, he will all slowly get better.

But the knife cut on the left palm, even if it recovered, she's afraid the lines would no longer be visible...

Wendy recalled that at that time, he had obviously surrounded by those hooligans, even almost couldn't stand straight, he still managed in the nick of time, grabbed the knife. The light in the warehouse was dim, but his tall figure stood still like a mountain, steady and stable.

Feeling a sourness in her nose, she buried her head and kissed him softly in his palm, which was wrapped with gauze.

Suddenly, a calm voice came from the top of her head. I've got wounds on my palm. It tickles. Can you kiss me on the lip with your tongue?"

Wendy was stunned. She raised his head and saw Charlie open his eyes at some point and looking at her with a calm expression.

Being teased like this, she would have been shy to ignore him in usual times. But at this time, she did not do that. Instead, she followed his words, found his thin lips in the moonlight, and kissed them deeply, just like what he usually did, and pried open his teeth bit by bit.

It's no way for Charlie to remain passive, he soon snapped the back of her head and took the initiative.

However, in this deep kiss, he gradually tasted the salty taste of tears.

Charlie's thin lips left her for the time being. He reached out and touched her face. Sure enough, his hand felt the moisture. "Wendy, we agreed not to cry anymore, didn't we?"

.." Wendy sniffed and hurriedly rubbed her eyes.

She didn't mean to cry. She just couldn't help it while kissing him.

This was more painful to him than her tears. He couldn't turn around, so he just let her rest on the arm where the left palm was injured and caressed her long hair. "Are you still afraid?" Wendy didn't say anything, but her body trembled in his arms.