Daddy, don't flirt

Chapter 441: Little Bastard

Eddie Charlies' hand holding the spoon fiercely clenches. With a "crack" sound, the white porcelain spoon cracks.

Is he so old?

Eddie reluctantly puts the hangover soup aside. He takes a tissue from the table to carefully wipe off the soup stains on her lips

Wendy opens her mouth suddenly to bit his fingers. Her eyes are clear and bright. She looks at him as if she is an innocent child.

Eddie knows that he shouldn't let Wendy drink. He adjusts his sitting posture, only to feel that the fingers are bitten by her are a bit numb. He feels a little excited.

"Wendy, let go of your mouth." Eddie wants to pull out his fingers, but he worries that she might be hurt accidentally by his force, so he has to coax her with gentle voice.

"Oh." Wendy lets go of his fingers obediently. When Eddie is relieved, she suddenly jumps into his arms and rubs his chest with her head. "Sir, why do you look so like Eddie, that little bastard?"

Little bastard?

Eddie feels so furious. He looks at Wendy who is in his arms. He tries hard to resist his anger.

"Eddie, the bastard, left with other women. Otherwise how could he not come back for so many years?"

Eddie's expression suddenly becomes serious.

"Sir, do you know who Eddie is? He is ugly and short, stupid and dumb. You say which woman and man would want him?"

Eddie’s expression becomes more serious.

"Sir, I don't miss him anymore. Why do I miss him suddenly when you show up?" Wendy originally complains about Eddie. Now, her expression becomes a little sad. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Eddie is about to pinch her small face, but he suddenly stops. Wendy's words make him feel sorry for her.

Wendy...

Before that, he also hopes that he will never appear in front of her again.

"Sir, do you know how to make a porcelain doll?" Wendy says, staring straight at Eddie. Her eyes seem to be a little confused.

Porcelain Doll…

She still remembers the porcelain doll he gave her before leaving, but he doesn't know if she has discovered the secret of the porcelain doll.

"Wendy, I'm back." Eddie finally doesn't stay silent anymore. Looking at Wendy's confused eyes, he feels sorry for her. He says softly to her.

"Eddie?" Wendy blinks and looks at him dumbly.

Eddie nods slightly, "It's me. I'm back."

Just when Eddie Charlies thinks that Wendy will be so excited that she will rush to hit him, suddenly, Wendy lets go of Eddie Charlies. She sits up, and scratches her neck.

"It's so uncomfortable. I want to take a bath. Where's the bathroom?" Wendy squints to look around, but no matter how she tries to widen her eyes to look for the bathroom, her eyes seems to be covered

with something, so she can't see clearly.

She scratches her neck a few times and is about to get out of bed.

Eddie knows that she hasn't sober up yet, so he holds her back, "I'll go and help you release the water. Just wait here."

"Oh." Wendy nods, and then falls back. She is originally drunk, so after a while she falls asleep again.

After Eddie fills the water in the bathtub, he sees Wendy sleeping. He is a little helpless. He goes up and pats her on the shoulder gently, "Wendy? Wendy? Get up, the water is ready."

"Don't touch me!" Wendy just wants to sleep. She can't open her eyes. She murmurs, and she falls asleep completely.

Eddie is speechless.

Eddie doesn’t wake her up, but he thinks of Wendy was drunk and sweated a lot which will make her feel uncomfortable.

So he leaves the room, calls Ruby to clean Wendy’s body.

After doing this, it is already past 11 o’clock in the evening. Eddie turns off the central air conditioner, but the room still is cool. After taking a shower, he lies on the other side of the bed far from Wendy, but he can’t calm down anymore.

From today on, he can appear in her life again.

…

At noon the next day, when Wendy wakes up, she still feels headache, but fortunately, she drank hangover soup last night so she feels a little better now.

She rubs her temples. After a while, she feels better. She opens her eyes to look at where she is.

The blue-and-white room is simple and refined, with a restrained luxury everywhere. The items are placed in an appropriate and orderly position, which shows how much the owner of this room pays attention to details.

This is obviously a man's room.

Wendy lifts the thin quilt covering her body, gets off the bed barefoot, and walks to a rectangular table with a vase with a bunch of white gardenias in it. She leans closer and breathes it. It's all this light flower fragrance.

An exquisite photo frame is placed under the flower, but it is placed in reverse.

Just when Wendy wants to pick up the photo frame to see who the owner of this room is, the door of the room suddenly opens.

Wendy pauses. She looks at the man coming in from the door in surprise.

It's him!

Eddie walks in with a set of clothes in his hand. He sees that she has already gotten up and standing in front of the photo frame that he deliberately placed upside down. He feels nervous. He walks over and then slowly says. "How is your feeling? Is there any discomfort?"

Wendy looks at him blankly. Seeing him again after many years, she can’t believe her eyes.

Now Eddie is an adult. He becomes mature and handsome, calm and introverted, which makes Wendy be in daze for a while.

She has rarely seen him since high school, right?

If it isn't for his appearance that was not very different from before, she will probably not recognize him.

After so long, Wendy thinks that if she sees Eddie Charlies again, she won’t hit him as she thought every day in the past. She should forget him.

She was completely caught off guard about his leaving, so she remembers it so deeply.

Eddie puts the clothes on the table in front of her. He doesn't hear her reply for a long time. He couldn't help but feel nervous.

At that time, he left without saying goodbye. According her character, she must have been very angry, and even more angry than he thought, because he was on the balcony of the Charlies family and saw it with his own eyes.

"What's the matter?" Eddie Charlies feels a little nervous, because he is not sure whether Wendy recognizes him after all these years, or whether she is still blaming him for leaving without saying goodbye.

But what makes Eddie more unacceptable and sadder is whether Wendy has forgotten him.

Probably not. After all, last night, she said that he looks so much like Eddie...