Purchased A Mr. Right novel 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.

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."