Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 267

Hearing this, Wendy was shocked. "You're taking sleeping pills?"

It seemed that he carried it with him. It was a white, tiny bottle.

"Well, or I can't sleep." Charlie's thin lips twitched, and he explained to her in a light voice, "I've had insomnia for four years. If I don't take medicine, I can't fall asleep most of the time."

"..." Wendy pursed her lips.

Shee watched as he threw the pill into his mouth, unscrewed the bottle cap and drank two mouthfuls of water. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, as if the pill had slipped into his stomach.

There's one thing she was sure of, four years ago he had no such symptoms.

At that time, they slept together every night. Most of the time she fell asleep after having sex with him, but sometimes when she woke up early in the morning, she would secretly outline his face with her hands...

In a trance, that pair of deep eyes were also looking at her.

"Miss Lim, do we know each other?"

Wendy's heart skipped a beat.

He didn't expect that he would ask this question again, in a questioning tone. In the eyes full of lights, there was nothing but doubt in his eyes like last time, and a hidden probing.

They were strangers to each other already. If she could, she would rather be the person who forgot everything. She found his son by mistake, except for that, there's nothing else between them. And

what happened today was just an accident.

Wendy shook her head like last time, "No, we don't..."

Charlie said nothing, slightly squinting his deep eyes.

"Er, I'm going back to sleep..." Wendy turned back and went to the bedroom.

Lying on the bed again, she finally fell asleep after counting 500 sheep.

However, Wendy still didn't sleep well. She had a nightmare that had haunted her a long time.

She was lying on the operating table. The doctor told her in a cruel tone that they didn't save her baby. She didn't believe it, and went crazy. Until the baby covered in blood came to her, she reached out to touch it but found it had no breathing...

No, no...

When she opened her eyes in panic, Wendy could feel a large cold sweat dripping down from her forehead.

In the eyes out of focus, it was the little boy close at hand in her arms. His face was fair and tender, and his whole body was curled up in her arms.

For some reason, just looking at his innocent face so quietly, she didn't need to soak in cold water, like every time she did before, and her heart was strangely calm, as if a soft hand was soothing her pain.

Suddenly, a big hand appeared in her sight.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

Wendy was shocked and saw a tall figure beside the bed.

It didn't take long for her to remember that she forgot to lock the door the second time she got up last night.

Charlie's eyes didn't linger on her face, he just leaned forward and stretched out his hand to pull up the quilt for his son. The quilt that was kicked by the little boy's short legs was covered again. She took off her guard and nodded awkwardly. "Yes..."

Charlie didn't say anything. He straightened up and walked out, leaving the sound of footsteps.

Seeing that the little boy in her arms did not show any signs of waking up, Wendy was afraid of waking him up, so she deliberately softened her movements, and then subconsciously walked to the bathroom.

She rubbed her eyes and pushed the door open.

In front of the toilet, Charlie was standing there with his legs slightly apart, his belt untied, and the zipper of his trousers pulled down, leaving his shorts exposing in the air, and there was something indescribable...

Wendy's eyes widened and her face turned red.

"... You, you, how can you take off your pants!" She pointed at him, and her fingertips were trembling.

She didn't expect at all to come in to such a sight that she couldn't look at directly.

It seemed that Charlie didn't expect that she would suddenly open the door and come in. His tall body was also stiff there, especially he was about to take it out. However, he kept that posture and didn't move, and turned his head sideways to look at her.

"I have physical needs that need to be addressed. How can I do that without taking off my pants?" He raised his eyebrows and said in a natural and reasonable tone, "There is only one bathroom here, and you didn't knock on the door when you came in!"

"..." Wendy's fair face turned red.

She didn't pay much attention to what was happening outside just now. She thought that Charlie just came in to see if his son was awake. When she heard the footsteps, she thought he went out directly. She didn't expect that he went into the bathroom.

Charlie asked her patiently, "How much longer are you going to watch? I can't hold it much longer."

When he finished his words, as if to corroborate his words, he made a gesture to continue his unfinished business.

"... I'm sorry!" Wendy turned around in a panic.

Only then did she realize that she was standing there foolishly and staring at him for a long time!

After that, she closed the door like a gust of wind and ran out, fanning her cheeks with her hands, as if she could explode at any time.

Although she quickly withdrew from the scene, it was still clearly imprinted in her mind, especially the private part of his...

Wendy rushed to the window in one breath and noticed movement on the bed along the way. She stopped and found that the little boy was awake. He rubbed his eyes with his small hands and sat up at the same time, yawning, which looked so cute.

When he saw her, he immediately said, "Hug!"

Wendy hurried over and held him in her arms.

The little boy looked back at the bed. There was not only traces of him on the bed but also hers. He remembered that he was hugged and slept in her arms last night. When he thought of the time when they were alone, he secretly sipped his small mouth and laughed.

Wendy took the folded clothes beside the pillow and put them on Larry.

The little boy obeyed her like a little puppet. But soon he seemed to find something. He stared at her visibly flushed face, curiously tilted his head to think, and even poked her face with his short finger.

Wendy felt that the temperature on her face was getting higher and higher.

When she helped Larry to get dressed, the sound of the door being opened came from the bathroom behind her. Then came the sound of footsteps. She did not dare to look back.

"Are you awake?"

A quiet voice came, and Larry suddenly turned his When he saw his father, he blinked his eyes and immediately became unhappy. Then, he heard his father saying something that made him even more unhappy, "I'll take you home."

"No!" Larry refused.

"Larry, I'll take you home." Charlie repeated.

"No!" Larry still refused.

One sat on the bed, and the other stood on the ground, looking at each other coldly.

"Larry Hogg."

Although it was not a scolding tone, it was obviously enough to frighten Larry. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

His cheeks puffed up unhappily, but he did not resist. He jumped out of bed and followed behind Charlie obediently, but his head was hanging down all the time, and he looked back at her reluctantly.

Wendy could only wave, wave, and then wave again.