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Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 511

Charlie held Wendy up, went straight to the window, picked up with one hand Wendy's clothes which had been thrown onto the sofa, and then carried her into the bathroom.

There was then complete silence in the room.

Tilly was stunned there and could not believe that Charlie had not lost his temper. Francis, who was still lying on the bed, also seemed to have not yet realized what had happened. The current situation was very embarrassing for the two of them.

About two or three minutes later, the bathroom door was pushed open.

Charlie came out again with Wendy in his arms. However, now her clothes were neatly dressed, and she was also wearing that black suit of Charlie. As Wendy's figure was not as big as Charlie's, the loose suit on her body made her look even more delicate.

Seeing that Charlie walked past her without squinting at her, Tilly's eyes widened. "Charlie, are you going to let it go without punishing anyone?"

Charlie did not stop, as if he hadn't heard anything.

After making great efforts, Tilly did not get the result she wanted. She could not believe herself what had happened. She chased them unwillingly, "Brother Charlie! Just now you've seen it with your own eyes. Wendy and Francis were lying on the bed..."

The last word, "together", was stuck in the tip of her tongue, because she saw Charlie's cold and merciless eyes suddenly turned upon her.

His eye expressions were just like two ice-drenched arrows, and Tilly was shocked by the menace suggested.

Charlie's arms were holding Wendy. For this reason, he could not reach out his hand and point his finger at Tilly. He simply squeezed out a cold sentence from between his teeth, "If this happens again, even for your mother's sake, I won't show any mercy to you!"

This was not just a warning!

Tilly unconsciously withdrew half a step, as if an invisible hand had gripped her neck. She felt the murderous tone from his voice, which made her hair stand on end.

After a long while, the door of the suite was closed, and Tilly felt as if she had narrowly escaped death.

Thinking of Charlie's merciless eyes and warning words, Tilly felt very scared. After all, she was young and inexperienced, and had long been well protected by her family. She was just like a little princess who had been spoiled by her family members. Her eyes turned red out of grievance, and her tears fell down her cheeks like rains.

Tilly sniffed and muttered to herself, "What? Madge's plan does not work at all..."

"WelL.TL."

Francis, who was still sitting on the bed, cleared his throat to make a signal.

It was only then that Tilly realized there was

someone else in the room. She quickly wiped away her tears with the back of her hands and glared at Francis angrily. "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a beautiful girl crying before?!"

"..." Francis was speechless.

He signaled to her to remind her that there was another person in the room, and he also wanted to ask her whether she would be willing to leave the room or to avoid looking at him.

At this time, Francis was only wearing a pair of square underpants, and his clothes were also thrown on the sofa in front of the window. The quilt had just been used by Charlie to wrap Wendy up. Now he could only cover himself with the sheets. However, the sheets were tied to the four corners of the bed, so he was unable to move away...

"Why are you still looking at me?!" Tilly noticed that Francis's eyes were still fixed on her. She stamped her feet and said angrily, "Do you really like to see me crying? I won't allow you to see me crying anymore!"

Francis did not know how to explain it to her clearly. He did not want to waste his time and energy here. For this reason, he directly turned away the bed sheet, got out of the bed, and walked to the window barefooted.

Tilly suddenly saw a man's masculine and triangular body, with healthy wheat-colored skin. What's more, this man was only wearing a pair of square underpants. Tilly blushed immediately and ran out with her hands covering her eyes. "Help me! A rogue here!"

At this moment, Wendy's heart was very uneasy, and she was so worried that stomachache could be felt by her.

She recalled what had happened four years ago. At that time, Ewan Shaw also had plotted an evil intrigue against her, just as Tilly did this time. His intrigue finally caused Wendy and Charlie to seperate with each other. Now the same thing had happened again. What's worse, this time Charlie had seen with his own eyes Wendy lying on the bed

together with Francis almost naked. She was so afraid that Charlie would misunderstand her relationship with Francis, so that she was very flustered at present...

After taking a shower, Charlie went out, and saw that Wendy was standing at the door of the bathroom with her clothes in her arms.

When they met each other's eyes, Wendy's eye expressions were full of shock and fear, as if she was only a homeless puppy,

"What's wrong?"

Wendy pursed her lips and asked piteously, "Charlie, you don't want me anymore, do you?"

"Why do you say that?" Charlie frowned.

Wendy held the clothes in her arms tightly. She looked very aggrieved and said in a low voice, "After coming out of the hotel, you hadn't said a word to me, and hadn't responded to me when we got home. You just went upstairs directly and took a shower..."

Charlie raised his hand and wiped off the water drops from his chin.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, but before he could open his mouth, Wendy plunged herself into his embrace.

"I can explain for it!" She held him tightly as if she was afraid of losing him forever. She then raised her head and put her hand beside his head. "I swear, I have no misdeeds with Francis. If I have done anything wrong to you, I swear I'll be struck by lightning! It was Tilly who framed me. I fell unconscious because of diethyl ether. After I woke up, I found myself lying on the bed. Francis must

have gone through the same time. We didn't do anything, I swear. Then, you and Tilly came in..."

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