Trapped In Tasty Lips

However, Wendy was no longer sleepy. Unwilling to force herself to fall asleep again, she went to the living room, where sandwiches and milk were placed. Meanwhile, Chelsea and Wilson had gone to work.

There was a note on the milk cup, which was clearly written by Chelsea, "Dear Wendy, I'm going to work. The breakfast is ready and there is food in the fridge, you can live here for the time being. Don't worry about it, call me if anything happens!"! Chelsea loves you forever!

Wendy was touched, but... Chelsea and Wilson were going to get married soon, it was not a permanent solution for her to live here as a third wheel.

Wendy finished the breakfast prepared by Chelsea and began to think about what she should do.

That was how people were like, their hearts were full of hope, but... All of a sudden, the hope was shattered, and they would find themselves as if they were in a sea, not going in a direction.

Wendy was like this now, she was at a loss and didn't know how to judge the balance in her heart.

At this time, the only person she wanted to see most was her mother, Cheryl.

Wendy packed up her things. Fortunately, both of she and Chelsea had the same figure. They could almost exchange their clothes, so Wendy just picked a light yellow dress and went to the hospital.

It seemed that her mother's health had been getting better and better day by day. Seeing that Cheryl was happily chatting with another patient beside the bed, Wendy felt that her empty heart was filled with warmth in an instant, seeing her mother happy was what she wanted to see most.

As soon as Wendy entered the ward, the maid who was in the same ward with her mother held Cheryl's hand with a smile and said, "Alas! Your beautiful daughter has come to see you... "

Sure enough, as soon as Cheryl turned around, she saw Wendy standing behind her, she couldn't help but take her hand and said, "Oh, my beautiful daughter!"

Cheryl held Wendy's hand and said a lot. Wendy was also very happy, now her mother was her support, so she was also happy to see her mother healthy and happy like this.

The two chatted for a while before the nurse came in and urged them to pay the medical fees.

The smile on Cheryl's face faded instantly, she looked at her daughter. Wendy patted her on the shoulder to comfort her. "Mom, don't worry. You can go basking in the sun here. I will be back soon..."

much, and logically speaking, they wouldn't

-- fifty-three thousand. Looking at the number

also sank to the freezing point, the remaining money in her card was estimated to be only enough for a month's living expenses.

to find a way, or

she knew that she was still angry with Leo because of what happened that day, so she stayed at the house of Chelsea and

they must have had dinner outside, and sometimes they would even

bread and drank a glass of milk casually, then she fell asleep on the sofa. But

and couldn't help but step back. "Ah! You

had already hugged her excitedly. "Wendy, I have a good news for you. You'd better thank me and give me a passionate

surprise, she had always been so flustered, simple and lovely. She asked for credit

What happened? Why are you so happy all of a sudden? "

shoulder and said, "Alas! I don't care. Come and thank

her shoulder to comfort her. "My dear Chelsea, you are my dearest princess. I really appreciate it. Thank you... All right!

she blinked her beautiful eyes and said, "You can be saved this time! There is

she heard the words "crowd funding", Wendy didn't know much about it. On the contrary, she

on the public power and pays attention to the characteristics

eyes and waited for Chelsea's further

right now, they can help the designer complete their dream. As long as your work is supported by enough people, your design will become a reality. Others will pay to buy your design, and you will get a great commission from it!" After explaining a lot, Chelsea couldn't

nodded. In fact, this method had been applied abroad for a long time, but it was still fresh

Thank you so much, my dear Chelsea... " Wendy couldn't

could only succeed. In the next few days, Wendy concentrated on her design. Chelsea knew what kind of person she

focused on it, so

daytime, so she had to finish all the design drafts

money in her card was less. Wendy couldn't help but feel worried. As soon as she walked out of the hospital, she