Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me

Chapter 9 Are all the Money Spent on Your Brother?

When Wesley came back to take a bath, Harriet gave him a shoulder massage as before.

"I'll go out and get you a bathrobe." Harriet wanted to take the opportunity to go out and change for

pajamas. As soon as she got up, Wesley stretched out her hand, and she fell on him in the bathtub.

Harriet climbed his shoulders with both hands.

"We cannot do it these days ..." Harriet pushed him hard. She did not forget the doctor's instructions as

she needed to take good care of herself, "I am in my period... "

She knew that Wesley had a slight fetishism. After she said that, he would definitely not touch her.

Sure enough, Wesley seemed to be disappointed a lot. His face was gloomy, and said with

displeasure, "I remember that you period comes at the end of the month. It is again with so many days

in advance?"

Harriet nodded and stammered, "You know I'm not well, so ..."

"..."

With the man's somber complexion, she got out of the bathroom with her fastest speed.

After Wesley came out of the bath, Harriet wore him the bathrobe and played the women. Finally

Wesley was not that mad.

"Wesley, why did you want to go Seattle with me?" Harriet asked the man which she is patting his back,

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

For the past two years, she had occasionally accompanied Wesley to attend some receptions.

She thought that this time should also be a reception.

Wesley didn't say anything, but just reached out his hand and pinned the hair on the Harriet's cheek

behind her tiny ears. Her pretty face were embedded with a pair of shining eyes.

They had been together for two years.

Her figure became more and more emaciated from the original baby fat. She was obedient and docile,

knew what he wanted and never crossed over the line. What an attractive girl!

He liked her personality. As long as he was not bored with her physically, he can always keep her.

But...

If it wasn't for Louisa's special blood type, and Harriet was the same blood type as her, even the

matching degree of kidney source was so high, he would not want Harriet to go for that operation. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

"Aren't you ill? I'll take you to examine." Thinking of the coming surgery, Wesley spoke more tenderly, "I

have a friend who has studied medicine abroad. He is working in a hospital in Seattle right now and I

will ask him to do the examination for you. "

Harriet was flattered by his gentle voice.

In the past two years, Wesley occasionally treated her very tenderly, but never held her in his arms and

talked so tenderly. She was surprised at his strange behavior.

Harriet secretly touched her belly, thinking that if she had a physical examination, her pregnancy would

definitely be revealed. What would Wesley's attitude be?

"What's wrong, huh?" Wesley squeezed her cheek since she kept silence, "Don't you want to go?"

"No," Harriet raised her lips and smiled, held his neck, and whispered softly, "You are so kind to me. I

was just thrilled."

About her pregnancy, he will naturally know after the examination.

In the arms of Wesley, Harriet couldn't see his expression, and even didn't know there was a guilty

flash in his slightly drooping eyes when he was talking.

When Harriet went back to the studio, she immediately adjusted the monitoring last night. However

there was no way to find out who pushed her as the bathroom was a blind spot and there were many

people going in and out.

Harriet just joined the crew recently. She had not been familiar with her colleagues, so it was

impossible to talk about revenge. But Irene put her sight on her from time to time during the filming, she

could probably guess the culprit.

Harriet remained calm. She followed Irene to the bathroom without being noticed.

As soon as Irene entered the small lattice room, she spilled all the hand detergent on the floor tiles in

that small lattice room. After doing all this, she left with satisfaction.