Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me

Chapter 144 You're Jealous

Late at night, Harriet was woken up by a burst of pain in her lower abdomen.

She opened her eyes with difficulty, surveyed the room's decoration, found that it was not her own

apartment, she turned over, and unexpectedly saw Wesley lying beside her with his eyes closed.

After a daze, Harriet carefully gazed at the man's calm sleeping face, without the usual cold

indifference and harshness in the daytime, now the delicate outline of his face made him look gentle

and elegant, surly enough to make people can not move their eyes from him.

"Aha..." Harriet still wanted to look at his handsome face, but her belly became painful again, and she

couldn’t hold back a low cry. She planned to get out of bed quietly.

"What are you doing?"

Wesley's deep and mellow voice rang out abruptly, almost scaring Harriet.

"To the bathroom... I woke you up?" Asking softly but there was no reply, Harriet nimbly went into the

bathroom.

After that, Harriet felt more pain in her belly, even hand warmers didn’t work. She tossed and turned on

the bed painfully. Finally Wesley asked, "Very painful?"

"Yes..." Harriet was lying breathlessly on the bed, and even her voice was very weak.

In the past, she was not so delicate during the period, but after the kidney replacement operation, not

only the monthly period time was in disorder, but the pain was also unbearable. Later in the "Star

Moon" bar, she soaked herself in the ice bucket, which increased the period pain. Now each time, the

period would torture her one or two days.

Being painful and dazed, Harriet noticed that Wesley got out of bed and went out.

After a while, a pungent smell of medicine came, Harriet opened her eyes in a cold sweat, and saw

Wesley standing at the head of the bed with a bowl of Chinese medicine, ordering, "Get up and take

medicine."

Harriet frowned, "No."

She was already in such pain, and she still had to suffer from the bitter taste of the medicine?

Wesley did not talk much with her, directly lifted the quilt and dragged her up.

The strong smell of medicine ran into Harriet's nose, her wrists were held by Wesley painfully, her

abdomen was also extremely painful. Harriet felt it was the most aggrieved moment in her life.

"Wesley, I don't seem to have offended you, why do you force me to take the medicine?"

Seeing the tears in the corners of the her eyes, a trace of impatience flashed in Wesley's eyes, "Don’t

you say that your stomach hurts? Taking it can relieve the pain."

Harriet froze, and then subconsciously said, "You can be so kind?"

The air suddenly froze, Harriet gradually noticed Wesley’s cold expression, and reluctantly took the

medicine bowl, hold her breath to take the medicine all.

The bitterness of the medicine was just like her current mood.

He didn’t love her, but always helped her when she was in trouble. What was he thinking about? She

couldn't fiJonesre it out.

"The medicine is finished, are you satisfied?" Harriet put the porcelain bowl down heavily and got off

the bed quickly, "I won't stay here to trouble you, see you."

While talking, she walked straight towards the door, but Wesley unceremoniously dragged her back

with one hand.

"Harriet, you can’t lose your temper without considering the situation."

Harriet admitted that probably because of her period, she was in a bad mood and emotionally sensitive

and she lost her temper unreasonably, but she just felt very aggrieved and cried out without thinking.

"Yes, I am out of mind and do not know the rule, after all, I’m a humble woman, not as good as Louisa,

who is a noble celebrity. Even if she is rolling on the ground, you will also think she is noble and

virtuous, right?"

"Harriet!"

Wesley narrowed his eyes, clasped her wrist with force, and directly pushed her down on the bed.

"Before I run out of my patience, control your temper."

In normal times, Harriet would say sorry, but now she refused to do that. Maybe the pain in her

abdomen made her lose her sanity.

"If you don't like, you can throw me out, I was born with a bad temper. I like to act against others, and I

can't change."

When did this woman dare to disobey him like this? This was simply an example of not knowing how to

die.

Wesley sneered, "Very well, I am good at dealing with your kind of symptom which do not know how to

behave."

With that, he suddenly got up and walked out of the room.

Harriet was stunned, just letting her go like that? She didn’t think so.

Harriet was still thinking and then Wesley suddenly turned back with a bowl of Chinese medicine in his

hand which was exactly the same as just now. He said with a cold look.

"Do not like to drink, then drink a few more bowls."

After saying that, he unceremoniously squeezed her chin and poured the medicine into her mouth.

"Wesley, are you crazy? Well! ... cough ..."

Harriet struggled but was forced to take the bitter medicine. She lifted her leg to stomp away the person

in front of her, but her ankle was held precisely by Wesley when she stretched out her foot.

"If you want to keep tossing and turning, there is still a pot of medicine in the kitchen to keep you

entertained."

Hearing Wesley's cold and threatening tone, Harriet was afraid.

The bitter taste in her mouth coupled with his unmerciful actions made her understand if she didn’t give

in, she would continue to suffer.

"I... I just don't feel well and want to vent it."

After that, she put away her legs obediently and shrunk back inside the quilt.

To her surprise, Wesley didn't take it seriously, he just put down the bowl and said, "There’s no next

time." And the thing was easily covered.

Maybe the medicine really had a pain-relieving effect, or maybe it was because of the previous fight,

Harriet found her abdomen was not so painful. Now she had the strength to raise her hand to rub it.

Wesley had already lay back on the bed, and he noticed the woman's movements.

Since when did her body become so weak, and she had more serious problems than others?

Noticing that the man was looking at her, Harriet thought for a moment and said, "Just now maybe

because of the period, I was sensitive and suddenly became angry, and I behaved improperly, please

do not mind."

"If I minded, you wouldn't be lying on the bed right now."

Harriet choked, but she believed that flattering others would always be helpful, and said, "I know that

Mr. Smith is the kindest, is a great good person, and you will not be angry with such an ignorant person

like me."

Wesley looked at her again with interest. It was the first time that he heard someone describe him as

"good-hearted" and "a good man", it was really interesting.

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Harriet was speechless.

Couldn’t he know that she was just flattering him?

"... My abdomen doesn't seem to hurt so much anymore and I have the mood to chat. It’s all because

of the medicine that you just gave me, and of course because you're a good person, Mr. Smith."

Speaking this, Harriet suddenly thought of something, “But Mr Smith, why do you prepare the medicine

here?”

There was gynecological Chinese medicine in the president's villa, no one would believe it.

"Louisa used to use it." Wesley responded indifferently.

"..." Harriet was jealous and shut up instantly.

Not hearing her words for a long time, Wesley raised his eyebrows, "Is that the only thanks you say to

me?"

Harriet said with jealousy, "Mr. Smith, the medicine isn’t specially prepared for me. Thanks to Louisa, I

have the opportunity to taste it. The person I should thank is Louisa."

Even she herself could sense the jealousy in her words, but she just couldn’t help it.

Wesley suddenly held her waist and gazed at her, making her had nowhere no escape.

"Harriet, you are jealous."

This is an affirmative sentence.

Harriet admitted straight, "Yes, I like you, of course I will be jealous, it is not unusual."