Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 247

Wendy didn't even blink her eyes.

Just like that, she watched the tall and cold figure leave until the door closed.

The room fell into silence as if nothing had happened. Only she knew what she had just experienced.

Let's break up.

It's not like she brought up that time, she wasn't sure about it, but he had already made up his mind.

But how could he say those things without hesitation?

She never knew that men are so much more cruel than women. No wonder people say that between lovers, if a woman said she's going to break up with you, she'll still come back, but if a man said he's breaking up with you, he'll probably never come back.

Wendy fell down on the sofa and covered her chest tightly.

Her heart hurt like there was blood coming out of it.

If the sudden death of her grandmother was a shock to her, then Charlie gave her a big blow. From the moment he left for America, she lay on the bed and watched him leaving. She didn't want him to leave, and was waiting for him to return every day.

Especially in the past few days, missing him was the only thing that kept her going.

He finally came back, but he didn't want her anymore.

She couldn't blame anyone else, she was the one who had summoned up all the courage to take the cheeky initiative to get back together with him in the first place.

Wendy looked at the silver ring on the table that had been thrown away by him.

She lowered her head and took off herself. After wearing a ring for a long time, she got a ring of marks on her finger.

Looking at the sterling silver rings, she smiled bitterly and sarcastically. It's ordinary and cheap, which really did not fit him. Just like what he said, he felt bored and didn't want to fight against his father. He didn't want to lose the position of the president of Hogg's Group, and he didn't want to play relationship games with her...

She didn't blame him. She really didn't, and she respected his choice.

However, Wendy couldn't control herself as she remembered the relationship she had with her father after returning from dinner at the Lim family, and listlessly told Charlie about it. At that time, he held her shoulder and kissed her between her eyebrows, "You have me."

The calm voice was still clear in her ears, but it had been like a lifetime ago.

This time, she was really alone.

Wendy's pale face was buried in her hands, and tears fell from the gap. Tears were raining down.

The next day, Wendy went back to work at the company.

That's how life went on as usual, even if something earth-shattering happened.

The supervisor did not make things difficult for her when he learned that someone in her family had died. He treated her three days' absence at work as three days' leave. Wendy thanked him and went back to start her work again.

In the evening, she got a call from Emily, and Emily's in the hospital.

After work, Wendy got a taxi and went to the hospital.

In the private hospital where Simon worked, Wendy was not surprised by this but soon she frowned because Charlie's father was also in this hospital.

"No one has expected what happened to Grandma, but life and death are inevitable, so don't be too sad about it!"

"I won't."

Emily nodded in relief and asked, "I heard from the b*stard that Mr. Hogg has come back?"

"Yes..." Wendy curled up her fingers.

"It's good that you still have Mr. Hogg!" Emily smiled.

"..." Wendy lowered her eyes and felt complicated.

Coming out of the ward, Wendy took the elevator to leave. She didn't want to stay here any longer. Because she was afraid that she would meet someone she didn't want to see.

However, heaven does not wish for what one wishes for. When she was about to walk out of the hospital building, a long business car parked at the door. The driver opened the door respectfully and a tall and graceful silhouette stepped out of the car.

She was wearing flat shoes, a long white cashmere coat, with two slender calves exposed.

Madge didn't leave immediately after she got out of the car, but turned back. Then, a tall figure came out of the car. It was still the common black hand-made suit. It was well- tailored, outlining his broad shoulders and two long legs.

He was holding a cigarette in his hand, and white smoke came out of his thin lips while he threw the cigarette to the ground and put it out with his leather shoes.

One in black and the other in white, making for a very eye-catching scenery.

It was as if Wendy's feet had taken root and she couldn't move them a bit.