Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 310

Charlie leaned against the wall as if he was waiting for someone. As soon as the cigarette was put down, white smoke was coming out of his thin lips.

He flicked the ashes in the nearby trash can and twitched his lips. "What took you so long to go to the bathroom?"

"Uh..." Wendy tried her best to be natural.

Charlie narrowed his eyes. His gaze was so sharp as if he wanted to see her through.

Wendy gulped and looked down slightly. "Aunt just said that you would come to pick Larry up. Are you going to the bathroom? Then you go, I'll go back first..."

After that, she wanted to leave.

But when she passed by him, her wrist was grabbed and then pulled to the men's room next to them.

"What are you doing..."

Wendy's eyes were wide open as she struggled to let out a low howl.

Someone in the bathroom had just tied his belts and was shocked to see the two of them come, then ran out in a panic. Charlie shut the door, threw out the cigarette butt in the trash can, and pressed her against the door.

His rigid face drew closer, and Wendy's body stiffened. "Charlie, what are you doing..." The smell of smoke mixed with male hormones made her couldn't help but think of the scene last night. Maybe he was unconscious under the effect of the drug at that time, but she was not.

"Was it you last night?" A quiet voice suddenly sounded.

"... What?" Wendy's heart skipped a beat.

Charlie rested his arm on the side of her head, his pupils slightly shrinking. "Was it you who slept with me last night?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about..." Wendy turned her face away.

"You don't understand?" Charlie raised his eyebrows.

"No..." She licked her lower lip.

Her lips were a little dry from nervousness, but her hands were all sweaty again.

"It doesn't matter. I can tell you." Charlie opened his thin lips and explained patiently to her, "I was drugged last night. I have to have sex to be drugged like that. Someone had been with me for a whole night, and we tried many postures."

Listening to his frank words, especially the last sentence, her face began to burn hot.

But she still did not dare to say anything. "What does it have to do with me..."

Wendy raised her eyes and saw that his deep eyes were staring at her. She breathed heavily and lowered her head in panic. "Charlie, why are you looking at me like this? It's not me..." "Isn't it?" Charlie raised his eyebrows and said slowly, "But I picked up your necklace in the room."

The necklace...

Wendy panicked.

She raised her hand subconsciously and touched her neck.

It was not until she touched the key that she realized that she had been cheated. He was deliberately defrauding her.

It was too late for her to regret. She was locked tightly by his eyes. For a moment, she was in a dilemma. She hesitated and explained, "I did go to the hotel last night, but I went to find aunt. Seeing that she was not there, I left directly. As for the person you said..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Charlie suddenly stretched out his hand to her.

He moved very quickly and unbuttoned her collar in the blink of an eye.

Most of the skin of her collarbone was exposed. Under the bright light, there was a vaguely visible red color.

Charlie's breath sprayed on her face. He pulled his lips and asked, "Then how are you going to explain these on your body?"

"..." Wendy bit her lip.

Her heart was beating fast, and she hadn't thought of a good excuse yet.

"I can explain it for you." After saying that, Charlie buried his face under her horrified eyes. He picked a kiss mark and scooped one out from the place next to it. Then he made a serious comparison and gave a conclusion, "Well, it's exactly the same."

"Waiter, please take a look. What's wrong with the door of the toilet? It can't be opened!"

"Please wait a minute. I'll get the key for you right now!"

The footsteps were very fast. It seemed that the waiter ran to get the key.

Wendy bit her lips and reminded him, "Charlie!"

With the weight of her body lighter, Charlie finally let go of her. He tidied up her upper clothes and opened the door from the inside.

Wendy's head was almost buried in the floor. Especially when the waiter who came back with the key, as well as the guest, were looking at her, she felt so ashamed and angry that she wanted to kill herself.

Charlie, on the other hand, walked out with his hands in his pockets and posed a poker face.

Wendy didn't lift her head along the way.

When they returned to the table, the dishes had already been served. Donna was picking fishbone for Larry. When she saw them, she raised her eyebrows very high and said, "I say, you two didn't just happen to be locked in the bathroom, didn't you?"

"No..." Wendy blushed.

There was a waiter passing by the table, and she felt that he was looking at her.

"Eat quickly, it's getting cold!" Donna glanced at her slightly swollen lips and messy coat and said with a smile, "Charlie, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I just asked the waiter to bring an extra set of tableware!"

"Okay." Charlie nodded.

"Wendy, why don't you eat?" Donna asked with concern. Wendy picked up her chopsticks silently, but she had no appetite.

She noticed that Larry, who was beside her, had been staring at her with his big black grape- like eyes since she came back, as if he wanted to see something wrong with her.

"Uh, what wrong, Larry..." Wendy asked with confusion.

Larry's head was tilted, and his little face showed a puzzled expression. He softly asked, "Wendy, Granny said that my daddy was bullying you in the bathroom. What does that mean?"