Chapter 582


    After returning to the room, Wendy went into the bathroom and took a shower.


    As soon as she got out of the bathroom, her phone rang. She picked it up, but it was a call from a


    stranger, and the one said nothing. Casting a nce at the screen with suspicion, Wendy found that


    the phone was still put through, and she even could vaguely hear the breath sounds. The one didn''t


    reply, though she said hello for several times.


    Wendy hung up with a frown.


    Just as she raised her hands to dry half of her hair, her cell phone rang again.


    The call was still from a strange number, and no one made a sound after it was answered. Wendy


    asked with slight anger, "Who''s that? If you keep being silent, I''ll hang up."


    She was so angry that she hung up again. Charlie, who was spreading the quilt, came over after


    hearing the sound.


    "What''s going on?"


    Wendy shook her head and then showed him her cell phone. "I don''t know... Someone called me


    twice but didn''t make a sound when the phone was put through."


    Charlie frowned. Just as he was about to take the phone and check it, it rang again, as if the one


    making the call was trying to annoy the owner of the phone. He answered in a low voice, "Hello?


    Who are you looking for?"


    Perhaps due to his tough tone, the one hung up directly.


    Charlie frowned even harder. ncing at the three numbers in session, he thought the calls


    must be made through temporary telephone lines. He turned off the phone directly to avoid those


    annoying calls. "Hang up if you are not familiar with the number."


    "Okay." Wendy nodded.


    She felt quieter after the phone was turned off. She had been yawning in the study, and she almost


    fell asleep when she was standing under the shower. But now she was less sleepy because of


    these annoying calls.


    Reaching out his hand, Charlie wasbing Wendy''s hair with his hand, "Don''t sleep until your hair


    is dry, or it’ll do harm to your heart."


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    Wendy raised up her head to enjoy the gentle touch of his hand on her hair.


    "It''s almost dry." After saying this, she slipped into the quilt andy down. The hand which Charlie


    used tob her hair now moved to her waist. Feeling the edge of her pajamas lifted, she moaned,


    "Stop. It''s not good for the baby in my belly."


    "Fine." Charlie answered.


    However, his hand did not stop. She buried her face in the pillow and breathed slowly. Her eyelids


    looked slightly reddish under the light.


    When it was getting hotter and hotter under the quilt, Charlie suddenly pulled out his hand and


    turned off the bedsidemp next to him. Then he held her into his arms, showing he was about to


    sleep as she asked just now.


    Wendy bit her lips in the dark.


    She felt that the passion in her body was lit up and her throat was dry as if she was almost


    overwhelmed by the hot feelings. But he stopped at this moment. How could he do that?


    Wendy couldn''t help herself but poked Charlie on his chest with shyness,"... Come on."


    Even if it was dark, she was sure that the two thick eyebrows of him must be raised high at this


    time. Charlie grabbed Wendy''s index finger and bit it softly by his lips, whispering in a hushed tone,


    "Since you are so hungry for it, I''d love to help you out."


    Wendy was so ashamed and annoyed that she really wanted to kick him away. But she ended up


    immersing herself in his lingering kiss.


    It was Sunday the next day. A ck Mercedes stopped at the entrance of a cafe.


    Uncle Lee opened the rear door after getting out of the car. Wendy got off the car with Larry, and


    then she bent over to sort out the crumbs on the chest of his suit which dropped when he was


    eating biscuits on the car earlier. She asked Larry, "Baby, did your Daddy ask you toe with us?"


    Larry rolled his big ck grape- like eyes quickly.


    Covering his mouth with his hands, Larry shook his head and said, "I can''t tell you."


    Of course, Wendy could figure it out. She shook her head helplessly with a smile and walked into


    the cafe with Larry, holding his hand.


    Francis would arrive a little earlier like always and he was waiting in his seat.


    "Francis."


    " Wendy."


    When they were seated, Francis said with a smile, "I ordered a ss of freshly squeezed peach


    juice for you, since the waiter said it was good for the pregnant."


    "Thank you." Wendy smiled.


    He only ordered two beverages because he thought Wendy woulde alone. He didn''t expect to


    see Larry, but he knew why he came with Wendy clearly. Then he asked softly, "Larry, what do you


    want to drink?"


    Staring at the ss of Wendy''s beverage, Larry pursed his lips and smiled with shyness. "I''d like to


    have the same beverage as Mommy."


    Wendy couldn''t help but touch his head. She liked to hear her son call her "mommy" in his soft and


    sweet voice. And she was also pleased to hear him start each sentence with Mommy.


    The waiter soon brought the same ss of peach juice and Larry began to gulp it down.


    Wendy took out an invitation from her bag and handed it to Francis across the table. "Francis, this is


    for you!"


    She spent the whole night yesterday as well as this morning writing the invitations. She gave the


    invitation to Francis in person, because she happened to have something to talk to him. Besides,


    she also intended to deliver the invitations to her colleagues in the newpany by herself, while


    Charlie would send the rest of the invitations by express mail.


    Francis looked surprised, "Next month?. The wedding day of you and Mr. Hogg ising?"


    "Yep." Wendy nodded shyly.


    Larry, who was concentrated on drinking the peach juice, giggled and said, "Mom said I would be


    the Page boy."


    "Wendy, congrattions. You and Mr. Hogg are meant to be together." Francis closed the invitation


    and said with a smile.


    "I hope you will attend my wedding." Wendy invited him sincerely.


    "Of course I wille!" Francis nodded and put the invitation into his inner pocket of the coat


    carefully.


    After talking about the preparations for the wedding, Wendy suddenly pretended to ask Francis in a


    casual way, "Tilly told me that you were dating a girl, weren’t you?"


    "Not exactly." Francis''s handsome face flushed. He didn''t hide it from her and exined, "It’s


    because she has been chasing after me too eagerly, and she didn’t care about my refusal, which


    made me hard to breath. I had no choice but to do this. I hope she would give up and stop putting


    her eye on me.


    Wendy blinked and nodded in agreement.


    "Congrattions, it worked. Tilly has returned to the UK."


    "She''s returned to the UK?" Francis was stunned.


    "Yeah. She went back more than ten days ago!" Wendy nodded again.


    Francis had a sip of his coffee and muttered, "No wonder I feel quieter recently..."


    Wendy smiled without saying anything. As for whether he liked it or not, no one would actually know


    except him.