Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 223

In the evening, when Wendy got off work and came out of the office building, the white Land Rover stopped at the side of the road.

She felt sweet in her heart and quickly walked over.

Charlie opened the door for her from the inside. Wendy sat in and the warmth wafted up her nose It was getting colder and colder in November. There's no telling when this winter's first snow would fall.

They fastened their seat belts and drove the Land Rover into the traffic.

They didn't get off the elevated bridge, and kept driving towards the suburbs.

Wendy sneakily glanced to the side, and saw that Charlie was concentrating on driving, the side lines of his face were rigid and handsome.

Last night in the supermarket, she didn't see the little boxes at the checkout, which meant that he wasn't just saying that. Wendy's heart beat like a war drum the whole time, except they didn't have sex when they got home, because she's happened to be on her period.

In the end, they slept in each other's arms, chatted idly, and decided to see Charlie's mother the next day.

After the Land Rover stopped, Charlie picked up a bunch of carnation on the back seat.

He bought them when they passed by the flower shop. He chose two colors, which were very simple and unsophisticated, but looked very warm. When Wendy thought that he had said that he would only buy flowers for two women, the tip of her heart was hot and trembling.

The cemeteries are all designed in the shape of half a hill, and there were different kinds of cemeteries, like houses. Charlie's mother's tombstone was set up on the top of the mountain, so they needed to take a long hike to get there.

Charlie squinted at her and asked, "Are you tired?"

"Not at all!" Wendy shook her head.

When she spoke, in fact, she's already panting slightly.

The stairs were actually very high, and she's wearing two to three inches heels, which were not as comfortable as flat shoes. She looked up and found that they have just reached half of the way.

When she was about to lift her leg and continue up the stairs, Charlie suddenly thrust the flowers into her hands, and then he walked up to her and squatted down.

Wendy couldn't help but whisper, "Charlie..."

As her legs were lifted up, she had no choice but to lie on his broad shoulders.

Charlie stood straight with his arms around her legs. He kept walking up steadily and held her up from time to time.

Although he was wearing thick clothes, she could still feel his broad shoulders. He was full of strength, which made her feel at ease, just like her father. In fact, when she was a little, Johnny had been very kind to her, and he had carried her like this before.

It was just that Johnny seemed to have changed into another person after Wendy turned eight years old. He's cold to her and to her mother.

Wendy sighed.

When she came to her senses, she found that Charlie's footsteps had slowed down before she could feel it.

"We've arrived?" Wendy couldn't help asking.

"Yes." Charlie nodded.

Wendy looked over and found that not far ahead was like a villa, with a large space around it. There was a black tombstone with a woman's photo on it. It should be taken at a young age. And that woman was very warm, who looked like a good wife and loving mother.

Wendy was anxious. "Then why don't you put me down..."

Wendy quickly jumped down from Charlie's back, with a little embarrassment on her face, and hurried to tidy up her clothes.

Charlie looked at her stupid behavior with a smile. He took her hand, strode to the tombstone, and bent over to put carnation aside the tombstone.

Wendy put her hand into the coat's pocket and said, "Charlie, lend me your lighter!"

There was a confused look on Charlie's face.

As expected, he poured out the lighter in the case and saw that Wendy took out something from her pocket. "What's in your hand?"