Purchased A Mr. Right

Wendy looked over and saw Felix slowly open his eyes.

Maybe because he was sick, he was in a daze for a few seconds and then asked, "Wennie, you're here?"

"Yes." Wendy nodded and replied, "Felix, how are you feeling now?"

"Much better. It's not a big deal. Don't believe Ewan's words!" Felix smiled at her.

Wendy frowned. She knew that he didn't want her to worry too much, so he said like that.

"Silly girl, don't worry. I'm fine!" Felix showed a big smiled and said in a hoarse voice, "I've been a soldier for so many years. I'll be all good tomorrow morning. Flow about living in the countryside?" "That's good..." Wendy answered in a soft tone.

She lowered her head and found that her hand was still held by him, which was already slightly sweaty.

Suddenly, Charlie's face appeared in her head...

Wendy quickly withdrew her hand as if she was burned. She tried to cover up her uneasiness by standing up, "Felix, do you want some water?"

The soft feeling in his hand disappeared, and loneliness flashed in Felix's eyes, but soon, it was gone.

Wendy helped him sit up and gave him the pills according to Ewan's instructions before he left. "Felix, you should have more sleep because you are so weak now!" She helped him to lie down again and put the pillow flat, "I'm here with you. Just let me know if you need anything. I'll sleep in the guest room after your temperature backs to normal."

After that, Wendy picked up an empty glass and was ready to get him more water.

"Wennie..." Felix called her from behind.

"Flmm?" Wendy turned back.

Felix was staring at her, and she could see the struggle and entanglement in his eyes, "In fact, I really want to ask you why you didn't appear at the airport a year ago, and why didn't you go to the United States with me. But at the same time, I think you have done the right choice..."

"I'm 12 years older than you."

"I've been married before, and I have a son. But you are so beautiful and young. Flow can I deserve you?"

Wendy clenched her fists and answered, "Felix, I..."

She opened mouth but suddenly realized that she did not know what to say.

One year wasn't a long time, but wasn't too short either. Something irreversible happened.

Felix waited for a long time but didn't get her reply. Fie mocked himself, "Why should I mention this to you? The medicine makes me sleepy. I'm going to sleep"

The next morning, Felix had not yet woken up when Wendy left.

She cooked some congee for him and left him a note, telling him to eat it after he got up.

Wendy caught up with the bus in a hurry. Fortunately, she was not late. When she arrived at the company, she was short of breath. After clocking in, she took out her phone and was shocked. There were several missed calls, and they were all from the same person.

Last night, in order not to disturb Felix, she switched her phone to silent...

When she was considering whether she should call back or not, the phone rang again.

Wendy pick it up hurriedly. Charlie, who was on the line, said in a low voice, "I called you last night, why didn't you pick it up?"

"I had fallen asleep..." She swallowed.

She suddenly recalled the experience of telling a lie, she asked nervously, "You... have you come to my house?"

"No." Charlie replied.

Flearing his answer, Wendy breathed a sigh of relief.

Charlie seemed to be in the company. She heard another person asked him to sign the document. Then, he continued, "I'll pick you up after work. Let's buy some food and cook for ourselves at home." Wendy hung up the phone, but uneasiness still lurked in her mind.

She had lots of work to do today. After morning meeting, Felix sent her a message saying that he had eaten the congee attached a photo of an empty pot. She replied that he needed to take a good rest, and then she concentrated on her work.

It was the most leisurely time every day when she was about to get off work.

Her work was almost done, and colleagues around began to chat. The men mostly talked about cars, while the women mainly focused on cosmetics and luxury goods, especially the brands that were popular recently.

Someone patted on her chair, and the female colleague next to her closed to her and said, "Wendy, did you wear a Tiffany key necklace? Show us!"

"Uh, it's not a real Tiffany one..." Wendy was embarrassed.

She was still worried that someone would steal or rob the necklace even if she had kept it for a long time.

"It's all right. Just show us!" The female colleague continued.

Wendy couldn't refuse any more. She unzipped her jacket. When she touched her neck, she was shocked.

She couldn't feel the necklace!

Wendy panicked and didn't know where it was. She always hid it properly inside her collar, but she had checked several times, and it was gone. "Wherever you go in the future, you must wear it!"

"Keep it on your neck all the time!" "You're not allowed to take it off even when you're taking a shower!"

Charlie's bossy words still rang in Wendy's ears. She felt flustered.

It was time to get off work. All the colleagues stood up and packed up their things to leave, and she had to follow them out of the office.

She slowly stepped out and wanted to avoid Charlie. However, the white Land Rover had already parked in front of her.

The sound of the running water in the kitchen stopped, and then the lights were turned off.

Wendy walked out slowly. She stopped there and didn't go to the living room. She glanced at Charlie, who was smoking on the sofa, and stuttered, "Well, I'll go upstairs and take a shower first..." Charlie frowned as he watched her walking upstairs with her head down.

From the time when he came to pick her up, he felt that there was something wrong with her.

They brought the vegetables in the food market very quickly, and she even didn't carefully select the vegetables. After arriving home, she directly carried the vegetables into the kitchen. After that, she lowered her head all the time. Every time they met each other's eyes, she would turn her head away in a fluster.

"Come here." He shouted at her. "... What's wrong?" Wendy paused and answered.

"Come here!" Charlie repeated.

His tone became a little impatient. Wendy had to release the handrail and walked to him silently.

Charlie's eyes were fixed on her as she was walking, so that she couldn't walk nicely.

"Why don't you take off your coat?"

Wendy blinked and answered, "The air conditioner makes me feel a little cold. I'll go upstairs and take it off..."

"Take it off now!" Charlie said, flicking the ash off the cigarette.

Wendy bit her lips. She had no choice but to unzip her coat and then hold it in her hand.

Charlie narrowed his eyes, "Why are you covering your neck with your hand?"

"I'm not..." Wendy swallowed nervously.

Charlie stood up. His tall figure overshadowed her.

Then, he stretched out his hand and pulled away her hand covering her neckline. His eyebrows gradually knitted, "Where's the necklace?"