Purchased A Mr. Right

The sound of the running water lasted for about 20 minutes and then stopped.

However, Wendy didn't come out after a long time. Charlie began to knock on the door and asked her, "Have you finished?"

"Wait a moment, I'll be right there..."

Wendy answered hurriedly, and her eyes were full of panic.

The bathroom was filled with mist, but she could still see herself in the mirror. Her eyes were blinking because of nervousness, and she blushed.

"Hurry up!" Charlie urged in a deep voice.

"Got it!" Wendy answered in a hurry.

She was afraid that he would push the door open and come in as he had done before because he was impatient. She did not dare to delay.

She opened her bag and took the lingerie out. It was made of translucent black silk. She needed to grasp it tightly, or it would fall to the floor.

Before checking it carefully, Wendy put it on her body quickly. When she finished wearing and looked at herself in the mirror, she was so shocked.

Footsteps sounded again outside the bathroom, and her fingers were trembling. She couldn't think more and hurriedly wrapped her bathrobe around her body. After confirming she didn't show anything different, she opened the door and ran out. "Uh, I'm done. Go and wash up!"

Looking at Charlie, she lowered her head and said in a low voice.

Charlie glanced at her from top to toes. He frowned but didn't think too much, then passed her to the bathroom.

He washed faster than her. He didn't completely wipe herself dry, and walked out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist.

When Wendy looked at him, he turned around and closed the bathroom door. His whole strong back was exposed under the light. The water was dripping from his short hair to his muscles, which made her blush and her heart beat fast.

She swallowed, forced herself to calm down, and looked away.

Thinking of she was wearing the lingerie under the quilt, her heart beat faster.

His tall figure was getting closer. Even though she had covered herself with the quilt, she could still feel something's rubbing against her skin when she moved slightly.

What should she do...

Could she regret...

She opened her mouth and took a deep breath. Wendy's voice was trembling, "Charlie, can you turn off the lights?"

"What's wrong with you!" Charlie was wiping his hair with a towel and then stopped.

Although he said like that, he still reached out his hand to turn off the lights.

The bedroom suddenly became dark, and only the hazy moonlight came in through the curtain, casting some shadows on the floor.

Charlie sat at the bedside and wiped his short hair for a few minutes. Then he threw the towel on the bedside table, lifted the quilt, and stretched out his hand to her as usual.

Wendy heard some rustling sounds, and her toes had curled up.

Even if the lights had been turned off, she still held her breath and closed her eyes.

Charlie licked her lips in the darkness.

The hand holding her chin gradually moved down and then froze. A few seconds later, he continued.

It seemed that he had confirmed the difference. Charlie suddenly sat up, turned on the lamp beside him when he lifted the quilt.

Wendy was lying on the bed with her eyes closed. Her eyelashes were slightly trembling, and her face was burning. However, the point was that the pajamas she was wearing at this time, or more accurately, they were not pajamas, only a piece of cloth.

The transparent black silk couldn't hide anything.

The warm yellow light shone on her body, casting some shadows. Any inch of her body couldn't be hidden...

Charlie swallowed, and his pupils contracted. He gritted his teeth because

of violent mood swings. He said word by word, "Wendy Lim, what do you want?"

His voice seemed to come from his teeth.

Wendy shivered and had to open her eyes. Then, she met the pair of deep eyes.

Once again, she saw clearly herself in his eyes. There was a passionate flame burning in them.

"Didn't you say..."

As soon as Wendy opened her mouth, she unconsciously gasped, "You told me to do something to thank you..."

Charlie stared at her without blinking his eyes, moving from her top to toes, and then moved back. He repeated it many times.

"Don't look at me like that..."

Wendy got goose bumps.

She didn't dare to reach out one hand to cover his eyes, so she had to cover hers with her arms.

Charlie quickly pulled her arms off. His voice became hoarse, sounded like an iron plate scratched by a stone, "You're wearing it for me, aren't you?"

"Wearing like this. You know what I will do to you!"

The whole night, Charlie kept moving on her body, as if he could never get satisfied.

As expected, the next morning, Wendy felt like walking in the air. Even after breakfast, she felt a little dizzy. The black Bentley was still parked downstairs. With Charlie around, Farr was only responsible for opening and closing the door. He didn't dare to hold Wendy.

It was the morning rush peak, the car moved slowly.

Charlie was in a satisfied look. The window was half- opened, and there was a cigarette burning between his fingers. The smoke floated out through the window when he smoked. He had a sharp face line, which made him look like a sculpture.

In Wendy's eyes, he was like a lion licking its claws after a meal.

She remembered that when she got up in the morning, she saw that the black silk lingerie was broken into pieces on the floor...

Not long after Bentley came down from the elevated highway, Charlie suddenly asked the driver to stop the car. So, the driver slowed down and turned on the right-hand turn light.

After the car stopped, Charlie opened the door and got off.

Wendy looked around and found there was a business street. Many shops had already opened, including convenience stores, breakfast shops, clothing shops, and so on.

Charlie walked toward the convenience store, she didn't think too much about it and looked away, thinking that he was going to buy cigarettes. But she was also puzzled why he didn't ask Farr to buy some for him.

About ten minutes later, Charlie came back. The car behind them kept honking. After the car door was closed, the driver started the engine in a hurry.

Wendy saw a peach- pink paper bag in Charlie's hand, which was really incompatible with his black suit. She still felt puzzled. When he handed over the paper bag, she became even more confused. "What's this?" She blinked.

Charlie slightly raised his chin, and there was a trace of laziness between his eyebrows, "Look at it yourself."

Wendy lowered her head, opened it, and looked at it. Then, she moved her eyes away immediately.

He...

He was not going to buy cigarettes. Instead, he had been to a lingerie store. There was nothing else in the bag. They were all sexy lingerie, including black, white and red. Some had lace and others had leopard prints, and there was even a uniform!

These were so sexy that Wendy didn't dare to look at them anymore.

"What... are those for?"

Wendy opened her mouth but began to stutter.

Like last night, Charlie leaned to her and said slowly in her ear, "From now on, wear one for me every night."

"..." Wendy curled up in the corner of the seat and tightly grasped her jeans.

She wanted to 'kill' Emily!

What a bad idea did she come up with...