Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 462

Wendy's nose was sore, but the corners of her mouth curled up in a larger and larger arc.

She held his hand tightly, and she finally could feel him. She looked up at his deep eyes and said, "Charlie, you go upstairs to take a bath first and wash away all the bad luck and other things. I'm cooking noodles for you. You can eat them when you're done!"

The older generation would always say that someone should wash away the bad luck in his body after something bad happened to him.

There was no difference from every time she invited him into the house after work.

Charlie's Adam's apple bobbed. "Hum."

Larry heard the noise and ran down from the upstairs. He had not seen his father for many days and was shouting excitedly.

"Daddy ... "

Charlie bent over and held his son who was rushing towards him.

Wendy touched Larry's little face and said, "Sweetie, I didn't lie to you, right? Your Daddy will come back!"

"Yes!" Larry happily nodded his head.

Farr had finished his job. He rushed back to the company without staying for too long. However, Aunt Lee could not help but secretly wipe her eyes, still, she was very happy. When Charlie came out with a bath towel after showering, Wendy had cooked noodles and brought them to the bedroom. The aroma of hot noodles lingered in the room.

As soon as he walked over, she handed him a pair of chopsticks.

Charlie didn't say anything. He pulled out a chair and sat at the table. He buried his head and gobbled up the noodles.

Wendy was sitting next to him, supporting half of her face with her hand. Her eyes were fixed on Charlie as if she couldn't see enough. "Charlie, eat slowly!" Wendy said to Charlie with a soft voice.

She knew that he would not be able to eat well when he stayed in that kind of place.

She didn't prepare a sumptuous meal but simply cooked a bowl of noodles for him, but in the days he was in the police station, what he wanted most was the noodles she cooked.

Charlie picked up his bowl, drank up all the noodle soup, and then put down his chopsticks.

Aunt Lee knocked on the door, came in to clean up and left. He pulled her up from the chair, walked straight to the bed and sat down, then cupped her chin, "Come here. Let me see your wound!"

Wendy subconsciously dodged, "WellI I just accidentally fell ... "

Yesterday, she had fallen from a horse in Hong Kong. Although her bones had not been broken, there were still some bruises and scrapes, especially on her forehead. She replaced the gauze on it with a band-aid, and had deliberately put down 1-)

her hair to cover it. She did not expect him to observe it so carefully.

Charlie tore all the band-aid apart and saw a few cuts on her tender skin. His heart tightened.

Fortunately, the wound was not deep. If it had recovered, it would not leave a scar.

After reapplying the band-aid, Charlie still did not make a sound, but lifted her arm again and rolled up her long sleeve bit by bit. He was very careful, and the wound on her elbow and arm couldn't be hidden anymore.

Seeing this, Wendy whispered, "Did you know all about it?"

"Then you still want to hide it from me?" Charlie looked up.

Wendy shook her head.

She really didn't, but she didn't want to tell him now that she didn't want him to worry about her as soon as he came out.

Wendy looked puzzled. She had just arrived home last night, and even did not have the chance to tell Donna, "Well, how did you know?"

But she knew that if there was such a situation, she would still do it without hesitation.

After he held her in his arms for a while, he suddenly let go of her. He lowered his head and took off the bath towel around his waist. With a vague parabola, it fell on the lounge chair in front of the window.

Charlie held Wendy by the waist, and she quickly reached out to press against Charlie's naked chest and hurriedly reminded him, "Charlie, what are you doing? It's broad daylight!"

"What are you thinking?" Charlie was amused by flustered look. He raised his eyebrows and said, "You think I'm going to have sex with you?"

Wendy blushed upon hearing his blunt words. She pointed at his only pair of boxers, and said, "Then

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"I haven't held you in my arms for a long time. Lying down with me for a while!" Charlie said calmly. Then he raised his chin, which was all cleaned up without stubble. "You looked like you were going to do something bad just now. Pervert!"

" ... " Wendy widened her eyes.

He really knew how to turn black and white upside down ... Without giving her a chance to refute, Charlie used some strength in his arms to hold her on the pillow, and then pulled the quilt over the two of them.

Wendy didn't struggle and put her head on the softest place under his Adam's apple. The aroma of shower gel still lingered on his body, making him smell good.

After experiencing the disaster for a few days, such a moment of warmth was really precious.

Wendy didn't know what came to Charlie's mind, but he suddenly made a sound.

Wendy didn't understand, raised her head curiously from his chest and looked into his drooping eyes. There was a hint of laziness between his eyebrows, and he said slowly and teasingly, "How did I hear that someone claiming to be my wife."