Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 249

It's getting cooler, as if the temperature was dropping every day.

Although the heating system in the north had always been good, there were many drawbacks. The air quality was poor and it seemed to be hard to get a clear blue sky.

During the lunch break, Wendy often stood at the window and looked out. She felt that the misty sky was the same as her mood.

In recent days, she didn't have much appetite. Her colleagues helped her to order food. Most of the time, she just took a few bites and then put it down.

The phone rang, and it was from Aunt Emma. She asked her on the phone, "Wendy, I have packed up your grandmother's stuff. Are you taking them back?"

Wendy thought for a moment, one more day and it's the weekend, "I'll take them back."

On Friday night, she bought a train ticket. After taking a whole night's train, she returned to the countryside again.

Wendy stood alone in the yard for a long time.

The shed outside had been demolished on the day of the funeral, and it's quiet inside and outside of the courtyard. She looked at the front door of the house, feeling that her grandmother's staggering figure would step out of the door. There was some noise outside the door, and a slightly fat figure walked in.

Aunt Emma saw that Wendy's just standing there, lost in thought. She hurried forward and found that Wendy's body was cold. "Wendy, it's so cold outside. What are you doing standing there? Don't catch a cold. Come on, get in the house!"

Wendy nodded and followed Aunt Emma into the house.

How much stuff can an old lady have? Grandma didn't leave much behind, and it's all packed up. In fact, they were all clothes and things that Grandma usually wore and use. Wendy was just keeping them as a reminder of her grandmother.

She took out a wooden comb from her bag, which was one that Grandma used to comb her gray hair with. Grandma once said that with one little comb, you can brush away all your worries.

Wendy touched it carefully as if it were a treasure.

Aunt Emma looked at Wendy and couldn't help but wipe her eyes. She really felt sorry for Wendy.

Wendy put the wooden comb back into her bag carefully. "Aunt Emma, I've been dreaming about my grandmother for the past two days and how she smiles at me."

"You miss her too much!" Aunt Emma sighed.

"Yes..." Wendy nodded in a trance. "I still don't want to believe it. Grandma was recovering well. Why did she suddenly pass away..."

Aunt Emma nodded again and again but she seemed to have suddenly thought of something and said hesitantly, "Wendy, I've been so busy since your grandmother left. There's something I forgot to tell you..."

"What's it?" Wendy was puzzled.

"There was a visitor at noon the day your grandmother died." Aunt Emma recalled and said.

"Someone's here? Who?" Wendy was even more puzzled.

Grandma had no other relatives long ago, and it was always Grandma and Wendy who were dependent on each other for so many years.

"I'm not sure. It seems that she's also surnamed Lim. She's dressed beautifully and looks like a young lady from a rich family. I know the bag she's carrying because I've heard my daughter mention it before. It's called Hermes! But that lady's temper is not good. I think she's a spoiled child at first glance. It looks like she's looking at others with her nose..."

When Wendy heard this, she already had a guess in mind.

Many of the characteristics Aunt Emma described pointed to one person.

Yolanda?

Wendy frowned and had a bad feeling. She clenched her hands and asked, "What is she doing here?" This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

"She must have come to see your grandmother. I don't know what exactly they talked about because I've been sent away at that time!" Aunt Emma paused at that point as if she was considering Wendy's reputation, and then hesitantly continued, "When I came back again, I can vaguely hear them talking about you. That young lady called you a shameless mistress, picking up random men, and said that you stole someone else's fiance..."

"... What did you say?" Wendy felt as if she had been hit in the head.

Aunt Emma sighed and continued, "Wendy, your grandmother had heart disease, and she couldn't handle emotional fluctuations. When the young lady left, your grandmother got sick because she's so angry and couldn't even stand up from the chair in the outer room. I hurried to get her some medicine so she could get over it. I just didn't expect that..."

Wendy's eyes went black, and her ears seemed to be deaf.

No wonder Grandma passed away so suddenly!

In the evening, Wendy took her grandmother's belongings to the train. Although she got the ticket temporarily, fortunately, it was not the peak time. And she's taking the slowest train, so there were not many people on it. There were still a lot of empty beds left.

Shortly after she got in the car, the phone in her bag rang.

"Hey, Felix..."

After coming back from the countryside, Felix had been worried about Wendy. He wanted to call her and ask her how she was feeling these days. He also wanted to ask her to come out with him. "Wendy, have you had dinner? Would you like to have dinner with me tonight?"

"No, I've already had it..." Wendy didn't lie about it because she's munching on a loaf of bread before getting in the train.

Just as the train was parked at a small station, the radio rang out.

"Wendy, you're not at home?" Felix asked immediately.

"Well, I went to the countryside to get my grandmother's belongings. Now I'm on the train back..." Wendy looked out of the window and saw that the train had already entered the platform.

Felix seemed to pause for a moment and asked, "Wendy, are you alone?"

"Yes..." Wendy whispered, and she could hear the surprise in his voice.

She didn't want to explain anything more. She raised her hand and pressed her painful temple. "Felix, I'm a little tired. I want to lie down and get some rest. I'll call you..."

After hanging up the phone, although she was lying on the sleeper, she couldn't sleep.

For the whole night, she kept her eyes open, and every time she turned over, her hands were always clenched into fists.

The next day, when it was almost noon, the train slowly entered the station. The moment Wendy got off the train, she immediately took out her mobile phone and dialed a number. Then she pursed her lips and questioned, "Yolanda, where are you?"

"Wendy, are you mad? Flow dare you talk to me like this?" Yolanda shouted unhappily, as if she had always been used to bullying her. When she spoke again, she was still arrogant. "You have no right to question me! I don't need to tell you where I am?"

"I'm asking you, where are you?" Wendy gritted her teeth and almost roared out.

Yolanda seemed to be shocked by Wendy's tone, she paused for two seconds. Soon she snorted and said impatiently, "I am in a very popular restaurant on the Friendship Road. What's wrong?"

After hanging up the phone, Wendy quickly walked out with the crowd.

Wendy knew the restaurant Yolanda mentioned. It was near Hogg's Group Building. Wendy used to have lunch with Charlie at that restaurant twice when Charlie drove to her at noon.