Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 1685

Tina called Wilson to explain the reason of her failure to keep the appointment the night before and wanted him to see Isla in the hospital.

Isla liked him so much. If he were here, he might make her happy.

Tina had not expected that a woman would pick up the phone.

Although it was only a brief "hey", she quickly figured out who the voice came from.

Tina clutched her phone tightly.

Abby Amery seemed to have seen the caller's ID. Seeing that Tina did not say anything, she took the initiative to greet Tina with a smile. "Miss Hall?"

"Hello..." Tina suddenly dried up.

Abby kept smiling and asked her kindly, "What do you want from Wilson? However, he is changing clothes, I'm afraid it's inconvenient for him to answer the phone now!"

There was a torrent of the ambiguity of romance in her words.

Tina even stopped breathing.

Abby's words contained a lot of key points, especially "changing clothes".

She looked out of the corridor window, and the sun was getting brighter.

It was neither too early nor too late. Abby answered the phone for Wilson and said he was changing clothes, which meant that they might have stayed together the night before.

They may be in a hotel, in Abby's house, or in the No.l Luxurious Residence...

Tina's throat tightened as she felt that she shouldn't have acted rashly.

She said stiffly, "Nothing. I dialed the wrong number!"

After that, she hung up the phone as if she was escaping.

Tina closed her eyes forcefully, not knowing how to relieve the suffocation.

But Isla was still lying in ICU, and she couldn't afford to spend too much energy on love between men and women. She just kept it in her heart.

Abby put down Wilson's phone.

She glanced in the direction of the locker room.

In this large and spacious office, apart from the reception area and resting area, there was also a small area as the locker room.

The door was made of black frosted glass and she could not see inside clearly, but she could vaguely see a tall figure inside.

Abby's slender fingers moved slightly and deleted the call record without leaving a trace.

When she put the phone back to the original place, the door of the locker room was pushed open, and Wilson, who had changed a new shirt, came out. His sturdy arms were slightly raised, buttoning the buttons at his cuff.

Irene, the secretary of Wilson, was ill this day and had been a little confused after she came to work.

When bringing Wilson coffee, she didn't hold it firmly and poured it all on him.

Therefore, Wilson went in to change clothes.

When Abby came in, she ran into that scene. And when she was waiting outside, Tina called...

She had handled it without anyone noticing.

Abby smiled calmly as if nothing had happened. "Wilson, have you changed?"

Wilson nodded. "Well, sorry to keep you waiting!"

Abby smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. You know, I have nothing to do now anyway. I'm just running an errand for my uncle. To nail down the contract!"

In fact, for such a small matter like running errands, they could just ask the company's secretary or assistant to do it.

Abby took the opportunity to see Wilson in person.

Wilson pulled out the high back chair and leaned over to sit on it. "I'll sign it soon, and you can take it back!"

He stretched his shoulders like a soaring eagle.

Tina pressed her thumb against her palm.

Abby was still elegant and noble. She wore a light purple dress and a diamond necklace, which set off her beautiful neck and made her look dazzling.

Whether judging from her appearance and figure or every slightest behaviors and facial expressions, she could be counted as the most standard Noble Lady. With a glance, it could be seen that she was from a wealthy and powerful family, well-bred and highly talented.

Every time Tina saw her, she would inexplicably feel self-abasement.

Maybe it was because Abby was Wilson's exgirlfriend, and she was just a lover.

Although Tina had so much thoughts in her heart, she still forced a smile, "Miss Amery, President Chin..."

Wilson looked indifferent.

Abby glanced at them and said with a smile, "I didn't expect to meet you here. Did you just finish shopping?"

"Yes, just finished!" Dylan nodded.

Abby said again, "It seems that you've bought a lot! Have you eaten yet? We plan to have dine here, do you want to join me?"

Beside Abby, Dylan also didn't want Tina to have any connections with Wilson.

He immediately refused. "No, we still have something to do!"

Abby nodded and said nothing more. These were just phatic words.

Then, she looked at Wilson, "Wilson, what do you want to eat? There are many different types of restaurants upstairs! There seems to be a restaurant dedicated to making porridge, which is quite famous and was once reported on the news!"

Wilson responded with a snort.

Abby glanced at Tina and said casually, "It is said that the chef of the restaurant has also won some awards. There are many specialties. In particular, the rice porridge stewed in soft fire is very popular, lite and fragrant, especially suitable for summer. Would you like to try?"

There was coldness in Wilson's heart and his tone was particularly sharp. "No, I hate rice porridge most!"

Tina's fingers suddenly tightened.