Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 72

Wendy had slept in the hotel during the daytime for two days.

She was exhausted at night, and it was almost evening every time she opened her eyes. On the third day, she set an alarm to wake her up at noon.

However, without Charlie's permission, Wendy dared not to go out. She stayed in the room after dinner. She turned on the TV and found a Chinese soap opera to watch.

When the door beeped, she stood up from the sofa as if she got an electric shock.

However, it was not Charlie but Farr, who was wearing a black suit, that came in and said, "Miss Lim, Mr. Hogg asked me to pick you up!"

"Oh!"

Wendy didn't dare to neglect him and followed. Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

The car pulled up in a quiet street, but there were many stores along the street, which looked ritzy and groovy.

Farr led her to boutiques with women's clothing hanging on the display window. He found her eyes full of confusion, then explained, "Mr. Hogg will attend a banquet tonight, and He wants you to go with him!"

"Ah... me?" Wendy was stunned.

Farr smiled and nodded. He had already pushed open the glass door for her. Charlie was sitting inside on the sofa with his long legs crossed. He was holding a magazine in his hand, but he didn't read it. There was already a hint of impatience in his eyes.

Wendy quickened her pace when she noticed that.

Charlie looked at her and said, "Why are you so slow?" Then he threw the magazine aside and took her directly to the second floor.

The space upstairs was even more spacious than downstairs, which was filled with various beautiful evening gowns.

Charlie let go of her hand and pushed her forward, "Choose the one you like."

Wendy turned around and glanced at him. She bit her lips and held back the words of refusal.

She was not very interested in the banquet and did not want to go, but he couldn't change his mind. Besides, most of the evening gowns were for the rent, so she felt a little relieved.

The designer next to her introduced the gowns patiently. Wendy pointed at one and said, "Let me try this silver-gray one!"

"No! It's backless."

Charlie said in a low voice before the designer took it out.

"How about this one?" Wendy pointed at another one.

"No! It has an open neckline!" Charlie frowned.

"This one?"

"No!" Wendy felt speechless and fell into a dilemma before so many beautiful gowns.

Charlie walked over from behind. He took out a black off-shoulder gown and said, "Try this on!"

"Oh..." Wendy took it over silently.

If that's the case, why did he ask her to choose what she liked?

The designer picked a pair of silver high heels for her. Wendy took them to the fitting room to try on. The design of the dress was simple, and the off-shoulder design was a little reserved. It could show her beautiful collarbone. The tight waistline and the fishtail hemline made her body looked perfect.

Wendy put the gown on her body but then fell into a difficult situation.

The zipper was on the back. She looked at the mirror and tried for a long time, but her hands could not reach the zipper.

After trying a few times, she finally gave up. Wendy slightly opened the fitting room's door and asked, "Excuse me, can you help to zip me up?"

"Please wait a moment!"

When the door opened again, she did not pay much attention to it. She turned around and exposed her back.

When the rough fingertips touched her skin, Wendy trembled.

She turned around and shocked. The one who came in was not the designer but Charlie. The space became crowded in an instant.

Wendy moved forward to avoid him, but there were not enough spaces for her. She could only let his breathing surrounded her from behind.

Charlie didn't immediately zip her up. He moved his hand forward and asked, "You didn't wear a bra?"

"..." Wendy bit her lips.

Of course, she couldn't wear a bra inside a gown. The bra straps would be exposed if she do so.

Feeling his hot thin lips were moving on her back, Wendy couldn't stand still and said in a trembling voice, "Don't do this, we will be found..."

Charlie didn't move away from his hands and lips, and his behaviors became more violently.

"Take it off before me later, OK?"

Wendy was stimulated by his teasing words, and then slowed down her breathing.

Charlie lightly bit on her shoulder. She had to nod, "Well..."

Charlie seemed to be satisfied. He withdrew his hands, then zip her up, "Done!"

Wendy didn't go out immediately. After he closed the door for a while, she slowly pushed the door open with a red face, but she still met the designer's meaningful eyes.

After changing her clothes, she needed to do her makeup and hair. When she sit down, she said, "Don't make it too complicated. Just make it simple!"

"OK, I got it!" About half an hour later, the makeup artist finally put down the cosmetic brush.

Wendy looked at the woman in the mirror. She could not believe that it was her.

She was no heavy makeup, but her whole face looked completely different. According to her request, her hairstyle was not very complicated, and only a plait stretched along her forehead to the back.

Wendy picked up the hem of her gown and stood up. Suddenly, she felt a little nervous about Charlie's reaction.

Just like when she entered the boutique, Charlie was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed. However, he had changed into a tuxedo, which made his narrow waist and long legs more outstanding, perfectly showing the elegance of a tuxedo.

He was waiting impatiently, his index finger was tapping on his watch.

Wendy put her hand on her mouth and coughed.

Charlie looked up, and his deep eyes were full of incredulity, the same as his expression just now. He stood up and walked toward her. He stared at her face for a moment and the swallowed.

"Did you have a cosmetic surgery?"

Wendy blushed and said awkwardly, "Uh, I've tidied up slightly..."

They were in the car, and the scene of the street passed by. Wendy held a lipstick, that was given by the makeup artist to fix her makeup before she left. Even if she pretended to be focused on the lipstick, she couldn't ignore the eyes of the man beside her.

In the end, she could not stand it anymore, so she said, "Uh, when will we arrive?"

Charlie glanced at her but didn't answer.

"I want to kiss you."

Wendy's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

She moved back but could only lean on the seat. She could not avoid his kiss, so she simply closed her eyes.

Until the driver stopped the car at the red light, the lingering kiss come to an end.

Charlie took out a cigarette, held between his fingers, and lit it up.

The white smoke spread in the car. Wendy's breathing seemed to have finally returned to normal, but she could still feel him between her lips.

She stole a glance at him and saw that his eyes and lips seemed to be slightly tensed. She clenched her hands and didn't know what she had done to provoke him.

"What... what's wrong with you?"

Wendy asked tentatively.

Charlie took a deep drag on his cigarette and leaned over to say near her ear, "I regret bringing you here."