Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 6

"You're awake!"

The moment Wendy Lim opened her eyes, she saw a smiling nurse standing in front of her.

Wendy Lim was familiar with the smell of disinfectant. She could confirm that she was in the hospital. She remembered that she fell into a warm embrace before lapsing into a coma.

She looked at her left wrist. It hurt a lot when she moved slightly. The nurse stopped her immediately. "Don't move! You have six stitches in your wound. Be careful with wound dehiscence. Why do you hurt yourself? The cut is deep, but fortunately, you haven't hurt your artery!"

Wendy Lim felt embarrassed.

In fact, she didn't really want to kill herself. If she wanted to end her life, she would buy insurance. And her grandmother should be the beneficiary of the insurance. Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

Wendy Lim aimed to stop Charlie Hogg, so she pretended to suicide. She didn't want to cut so deeply, but she hadn’t done it before.

Wendy Lim looked around the ward and frowned, "How about the medical fee..."

"Don't worry, the man who sent you here had already paid all medical fees."

Wendy Lim didn’t appreciate him at all. He should pay the fee. All these were due to him. It was kind enough of her not to sue him for kidnapping!

She became vigilant when she remembered what he had done before."... Where is the man?"

"He sent you here and left!" The nurse answered with a shrug.

Wendy Lim breathed a sigh of relief, but she was not surprised.

In Wendy Urn's mind, Charlie Hogg was cruel and cold. He could stand still and watch her bleed to faint, and then sent her to the hospital to ensure she would not die. Therefore, he would not bear any responsibilities.

"You were a little bit anemic now, and please avoid any violent movements. No worries. The man has paid a three-day medical fee for you. Have a good rest!" The young nurse tucked her into quilt carefully and added, "Don't hurt yourself again. No one is worth it..."

She did it for someone?

Wendy Urn’s lips twitched.

One thing suddenly occurred to her, she stopped the nurse and asked, "Wait! Where is my knife?"

In a speakeasy bar, Wendy Lim pulled her sleeve to hide the wound on her left wrist that stitches hadn't been removed.

She left the hospital after the infusion and refunded the three-day medical fee. What surprised her was that the hospital was so expensive. She got 700 bucks back. She would not return the money to Charlie Hogg. Unlike the 3,000 bucks that he gave to her for the first time, she deserved these 700 bucks.

However, the knife she used to cut herself was gone. She didn't find it in her belongings that the nurse gave to her. She went back to the hotel, and the knife was not here either.

Wendy Lim didn't know what to do. The knife was special to her. It was one of the most important things for her. She kept the knife with her for many years. And it was impossible for the police station to put on record for such an old knife. Thinking of this, she became more anxious.

"Wendy, please sent some wine to No. 12 private room!"

Wendy Lim answered, "Okay. I'll go now." She put some wine on a tray

She pushed the door to the private room open. There were lots of well- dressed rich men and women inside, drinking and chatting, which she could see every night.

Wendy Lim showed respect and humbleness as a waitress should do. She lowered her head and walked to the tea-table with wine. Charlie Hogg was sitting in the middle of the sofa. He folded his legs and sat in a very casual way, but everyone could feel his existence. His eyes were dark and deep. A sense of nobility around him even he was in silence. No one can ignore him.

It was really a dilemma... enemies met in a narrow road!

Wendy Lim put the wine on the table and readied to But her tray was held down by someone. She looked up and met two beautiful eyes. "Wait. The wine hasn't been opened yet!"

Simon Chin had recognized her for a long time. He thought it was great that Wendy Lim turned up. So he needn’t look for her anymore.

Wendy Lim pulled back the tray and wanted to ask her colleague to take over this private room. However, her eyes caught a flash of silver light. She looked over subconsciously and then stopped.

The man sat there with a knife swinging between his slender fingers.