Brody frowned, "Oh, by the way, I heard that you were in jail!" With a strange light shining in his eyes,
Bob said, "So... I've paid off the law. The police can only monitor me now. As long as I don't break the
law, no one will arrest me! "
"A heinous murderer has been in prison for half a year..." Brody said meaningfully.
Staring at his face silently, Bob frowned. Brody pretended to be pitiful. "So, it's not easy to pay off the
legal debt. You really shouldn't have followed the same old path this time!"
"I didn't kill anyone!"
With a smile at the corners of his mouth, Brody stared at Bob thoughtfully. He was thinking that a devil
who killed people without blinking his eyes would have the intention of repenting and changing his
mind? If it was someone else, he might feel guilty in his late years, but Bob... It was almost impossible
for him to repent when he was in his middle age, unless there was some certain reason for him to get
rid of the crime of murder and whitewash himself.
No, Bob was absolutely not repentant. If it was repentance, what about Ben? He really couldn't figure
out what reason was behind this.
After a narrow escape from death, Wendy and Ben went to the hospital. She pulled him to have a full
examination and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with him. Then she listened to him and went
home!
A few days later, Wendy remembered the thing she had planned in the hospital - Charlie!
One day, when Ben went to work, Wendy got up secretly at six ten in the morning. He required her to
get up at eight o'clock in the morning every day. She sneaked into the sofa in the living room and dialed
a number, but it was not Charlie's, but his parents'.
"How do you do, Aunt? I'm Wendy." After the phone was connected, she felt a little timid. 'The old
woman would start nagging again'.
"Oh Wendy! Why are you so happy today? Why do you think of me?"
Wendy was speechless. Sure enough, her guess was right. Noticing that the woman over there was
going to nag again, she quickly said, "Auntie, is Charlie here? I'm sick! "
"Sick? What's up? Did you go to the hospital? " An anxious voice came from the other end of the
phone.
Wendy hurriedly said, "No, I don't like to go to the hospital. Those doctors are quacks!"
"Oh, you can't say that. Go to the hospital!"
Wendy frowned, "Those doctors are not qualified. Is Charlie here?"
"Oh, I'm confused. He's sleeping!"
Wendy gave a weird smile. 'Lazy man. He is still sleeping at about six o'clock. But this is the last time
he sleeps late.'
"Then... I'll go fetch him, but you'd better go to the hospital! "
"Yes! Well, I have to hang up now! "
"Well, you should take care of yourself, silly girl!"
"Okay!" After the person on the other end of the phone hung up, Wendy leisurely sat on the sofa,
imagining the way she would call Charlie back and forth. Yes, that kind of life was just interesting.
When Charlie came, she would try to take revenge on him. After all, he had so many tricks to make her
suffer so much.
About twenty minutes later, Charlie really came in a hurry. After opening the door for him, Wendy sat
back on the sofa in a high posture. Standing next to her, Charlie looked at her with a dark face and
resentment. She was alive and kicking. How could she be like a patient?
"Hey, you... Isn't there no problem? Why did you wake me up so early in the morning? " Charlie said
with resentment. "I have an incurable disease. How can I not be sick?"
After Wendy finished her words, the smile on Charlie's face suddenly froze. Seeing that he had a guilty
conscience, she could not help but snort coldly. Turning his head, Charlie said angrily, "Then just call
me. You even called my mother!"
"Will you come if I don't call your mother?"
Charlie stepped forward and poked at her temple, "You are such a cunning man. What do you bother
me for in the early morning?" "Did I say that I'm fine?"
"Didn't you say that you were sick? But look at you now, you are happier than a rabbit, like a sick
person? It's so exhausting in the early morning! " Charlie looked at Wendy discontentedly and kept
saying. But when he continued, his voice became lower and lower, and he gradually lost the courage to
speak. He really wanted to escape now.
"Is this early morning? The sun is shining. I really don't know how you run your father's company. Lazy
people like you really shouldn't give up your position! " Charlie's face darkened and he looked a little
serious. He raised his tone and said, "I'll tell you, what's wrong with you?"
"Nothing. I just want you to check my body. You'd better know how long I can live. Seven days, or
seven hours!" Wendy turned her head and sat on the sofa with her head held high. She looked steadily
forward, while Charlie, with a dark face, peeped at her secretly.
Noticing his gaze, Wendy continued, "Oh, by the way, I remember that I have lived for dozens of seven
days!" Wendy meant something. With a sad face, Charlie said, "Wendy, can you be more generous? It
seems that you are still haggling over every ounce. Do you know why Ben loves Tracy so much?
Because Tracy is smart and magnanimous. Sometimes she is a little strong, but her strong and lovely
character will only make men want to dote on her more. Look at yourself, you are petty. What's more,
you are smart, but you only have a lot of small tricks. In the end, you can only get yourself involved.
When you are strong, you are just like a shrew... "
Charlie suddenly stopped in the middle of his words, because he saw the change of the expression on
Wendy's face, and then he realized that it seemed that he had caused him trouble. Wendy was angry,
and now he said this, which undoubtedly made things worse.
"You would be cheated when you are sick!" Wendy said indifferently.
Charlie raised his head and stared at Wendy, "By the way, I heard that you had an operation!"
Turning his head away, Charlie said proudly, "What am I talking about? Wendy is so smart. She is so
clever that she really gets sick!"
"It's you who spread the rumor that I'm sick. Charlie..."
"Yes, I lied to you. What's wrong? Why are you so arrogant, insane all day long and even gangsters?"
"That's none of your business!" Wendy was furious with Charlie. She stretched out her hand and
pinched his waist hard. Charlie grimaced in pain and said, "I... You are really a shrew. Let go of me, it
hurts! "
Wendy gritted his teeth and said, "It hurts. Do you know my pain? If you didn't say that I had an
incurable disease, maybe there was nothing wrong with my stomach, and of course I wouldn't have an
operation! "
With an aggrieved look on his face, Charlie held her little hand and said, "You haven't eaten for a long
time. If you have a stomachache, it's none of my business. I'm just telling a lie. Is it illegal to lie?"
"If you didn't say that I only have a few days left, how could I give up myself?" Wendy angrily pinched
the flesh on Charlie's waist. Charlie couldn't stand the pain anymore. He grabbed her wrist with his big
palm and said, "That's because you are self-willed. Can you blame me?"
Wendy let go of him and sat on the sofa angrily. With a tangled face, Charlie looked at her and said,
"Well... Well, well... If you are really fine, I will leave. It's not long after the operation. Don't get angry!
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