You Are My Mr Wright

Chapter 26 Where Should We Go Now?

The car drove on the winding road. After a while, it stopped.

Secretary Aaron's car arrived at the same time. He got out of the car and handed her two gifts.

She sighed lightly. The efficiency of the secretary of a large enterprise was indeed different!

After passing through the carved iron gate, they walked into the white villa one after the other.

As soon as they arrived at the entrance, they heard a strong but angry voice, "He dares to marry

behind my back! How dare he marry behind my back! When he comes back, I'll break his legs!"

"Dad, Beau will be back soon. It's not too late to ask him in detail later. Don't get angry."

The woman's voice is soft and gentle. It was Lainey Brown.

So, the owner of that man's voice was his grandfather?

Harriet Smith could tell from his voice that he must have a hot temper. She couldn't help trembling.

"Mr. Brown, are you going to break my legs?" Beau Wright casually threw the car key on the table as

he lazily stretched the word at the end.

Hearing this, Evan Brown, who was dressed in a military uniform and had white hair on his temples,

turned around. He glared at him and shouted, "Attention!"

Ignoring him, Beau Wright took off his cashmere coat and hung it on the hanger on the side.

On the other hand, Harriet Smith, who was standing behind him, immediately straightened up in reflex

after hearing his words. She stood straight and almost saluted him.

Evan Brown looked like a school coach. She couldn't help but do it.

With a chuckle, Beau Wright reached out and pulled the straight and slender figure into his arms.

Looking at Evan Brown, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Mr. Brown, you scared her..."

Only then did Harriet Smith realize what she had just done. She stuck to his broad chest, and she could

even feel the shake caused by his chuckle.

She blushed and felt a little embarrassed. She stepped on him in anger...

Obviously, Evan Brown was very satisfied with Harriet Smith's reaction. As a soldier, he naturally liked

someone who obeyed orders.

Lainey Brown frowned slightly and looked Harriet Smith up and down quietly. "Beau, who is she?"

Beau Wright lowered his eyes slightly. His slender fingers brushed away the hair scattered on both

sides of Harriet Smith‘s cheeks and pinched her nose intimately. "Don't you greet with them?"

The sudden intimacy made Harriet Smith's heart beat fast. Then, she licked her lips and said

awkwardly and softly, "Mom..."

"Miss, don't call me that. I never remember having a daughter..."

Lainey Brown's voice was cold. She looked at Harriet Smith with a poker face.

Her words made Harriet Smith feel extremely awkward and embarrassed.

"Mom, of course, you don't have a daughter, and she can't be your daughter. Otherwise, should the

baby call me daddy or uncle?"

Hearing this, Lainey Brown, who had always been delicate and elegant, was shocked. "Baby?"

Evan Brown turned around as well. He frowned and asked in a displeased voice, "How long has it

been?"

"One month..." Beau Wright's thin lips twitched. His attitude was casual, but when he looked at Harriet

Smith, he was extremely gentle. "Are you tired? Do you want to sit for a while?"

There seemed to be some affection, downy, deep.

It was like a net that enveloped Harriet Smith. If she hadn't known about it, she would have thought that

he loved her so much.

He was indeed a master at acting...

Staring into his affectionate eyes, Harriet Smith was a little caught in it and shook her head. "I'm not

tired."

"Miss, can I talk to you?" Lainey Brown regained her usual elegance and nobility.

"Isn't it better to talk face to face in front of me?" Beau Wright looked at Lainey Brown and seemed to

think of something. He continued, "By the way, we got the marriage certificate yesterday..."

Lainey Brown's and Evan Brown's faces turned pale.

If Evan Brown had been a little satisfied with her just now, it was gone now. She could see it clearly.

She sighed secretly. She expected that she would not have a good life in the future.

At this time, a rough voice suddenly interrupted, "Is that true?"

Sykes Wright's gaze was as sharp as a needle. Harriet Smith turned around and saw that Sykes Wright

was standing behind her with bloodshot eyes. He clenched his fists and stared straight at her. He said

word by word, "Miss Smith, is what my brother said true or not?"

She gritted her teeth and whispered, "Sykes ..."

"Miss Smith, are you married??" As he roared, the redness in his eyes intensified.

Beau Wright took a long step forward and pulled Harriet Smith behind him. His voice was low and his

eyes narrowed. "Are you talking to your sister-in-law like this?"

"Sister-in-law... Haha..."

With a sarcastic sneer, Sykes Wright stepped back step by step, ran out of the living room, and left.

Lainey Brown was a little exasperated. "Sykes, come back!"

However, Sykes Wright turned a deaf ear and didn't even turn his head.

"Sykes..." Harriet Smith shouted. She moved her feet and was about to chase after him.

But as soon as she moved, her arm was grabbed by Beau Wright from behind. His eyes darkened and

he raised his eyebrows. "He's not young, so there's no need to worry..."

She was still a little worried. "But..."

Leaning over, Beau Wright lazily crossed his arms and looked at her calmly. "After chasing after him,

what are you going to say? Let me hear..."

“……”

Harriet Smith was speechless. It was a fact that they were married. Even if she chased him, how could

she explain it?

The dissatisfaction in Evan Brown's eyes suddenly gathered. He looked at her coldly and then left with

a flick of his sleeve.

Of course, Lainey Brown disliked her and followed Evan Brown upstairs.

The situation was extremely tense. There was no need for her to stay any longer. She turned around

and left.

"Are you stimulated?" Beau Wright raised his eyebrows and stared at her slender back.

"No, I was already prepared." She didn't look back.

"You're very self-aware..."

Harriet Smith said grumpily, "My greatest trait is self-aware." NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

It was already 10 o'clock in the evening when they returned to the apartment. Before they could sit

down, the cell phone rang.

Beau Wright picked it up, and his handsome face immediately became gloomy. He answered lightly

and directly picked up his cashmere coat.

"What's wrong?" Harriet Smith was confused.

"Look for Sykes Wright..."

"I'll go with you!" She quickly said.

Beau Wright didn't say anything, but he didn't refuse. He put on his coat and walked out.

He didn't refuse, so she took it as the default. She hurried into the room and bring out her bag, then

caught up with him.

It hadn't snowed for the whole winter, but it kept falling these days, as if it was going to make up for all

those years without it.

It was too late at night and the weather was cold, so there were very few cars on the street, not to

mention pedestrians.

Harriet Smith looked out of the window and asked, "Where are we going now?"

"Since he wants to hide, he would not go where he could easily be found ..." Beau Wright moved his

thin lips and said lightly.