You Are My Mr Wright

Chapter 64 She's Going to Take the Initiative

"Mrs. Wright, cook noodles for me..."

Immediately following was Harriet Smith's voice. "Mr. Wright is very rich, why don't you eat outside?"

"Mrs. Wright's noodles are more suitable for me. They are light and fresh..."

"I'm not your private chef. If you want to eat, I can do it. But you have to pay first."

Beau Wright leaned lazily on the sofa and said, "Didn't you already have the bank card?"

Hearing this, Harriet Smith's face froze, but she didn't say anything.

These words reminded her of the phone call and his words at that time.

"There is too much money on your card. I don't need it. I'll give it to you later. Besides, I have a salary.

There's no need to use Mr. Wright's card."

She said this easily, but what she said was the truth.

In an instant, Beau Wright frowned, and his eyes became gloomy. He took a deep look at her and said,

"Take it..."

"I don't know how much money on Mr. Wright's card. If I lose it, I'm afraid I won't even be able to offer it.

So I like to be at ease."

To be honest, she would never use his money. Why should she worry about it?

Beau Wright's eyes became darker and darker, and even his voice became low and cold. "I always like

others to worry ..."

"Mr. Wright, you can't be so petty. Can you let me live a comfortable life?"

Why was this man like this? She was returning the card to him, not asking him for it. How could he look

like this?

Finally, Beau Wright frowned and stared at her with a pair of black eyes. "You are Mrs. Wright, if you

don't spend Mr. Wright's money. Tell me whose money do you want to spend?"

"I don't need to spend anyone's money. I have enough salary to support myself." Harriet Smith smiled

brightly. "Besides, I feel uncomfortable spending other people's money."

“……”Beau Wright snorted in annoyance. He got up and walked to the bathroom. Obviously, he didn't

want to talk about this topic with her anymore.

Harriet Smith shrugged her shoulders. She didn't take it seriously. She believed if someone wants

something done right, do it themselves.

Although she said that, she still walked to the kitchen, intending to cook noodles.

It was really not good to drink for a whole day. If he didn't eat something, his stomach would be

churned and it would be difficult to sleep.

Hearing the footsteps, Mary Wright quickly turned around, opened the door of the next room, and hid

inside.

When the footsteps gradually faded away, she carefully pushed open the door and walked out. She

took a deep breath and returned to the room.

The conversation reverberated word for word in the mind. Mary Wright was not sleepy. She sat by the

window and looked at the night outside.

They were a couple, so it was natural for them to share bank cards.

However, when she thought of his attitude toward Harriet Smith, and his attitude toward her...

Mary Wright gasped for breath, unable to calm down.

The difference in his attitude toward them was too different. She could not accept it.

In the past, these were what she wanted, but at this moment, they were completely overturned.

A voice in her heart was clearly telling her that what she wanted was not this...

While her thoughts were still wandering, a cell phone suddenly rang and broke the silence. She came

to her senses.

When she picked up her phone, the dark blue screen was flashing, showing the name: Scout.

Feeling a little annoyed, Mary Wright picked up the phone. "Hello."

"Honey, are you asleep?" That magnetic voice could be described as gentle as water.

Her expression changed and she said, "Can you remove the first word? I feel very uncomfortable

listening to it."

"No problem. Do you have anything you want? Do you want a ring, a car, or paintings?"

Mary Wright was already in a bad mood, and her expression became a little gloomy. "What's wrong

with you?"

"December 27th is your birthday. What kind of birthday present do you want? Give me a wish. I will

satisfy you on behalf of Santa Claus. Tell me..."

Hearing this, Mary Wright was a little stunned. She didn't expect her birthday to come so soon.

Recalling her own attitude, she felt a little guilty and apologetic, and her voice softened.

"Sorry, I'm in a bad mood. Also, I don't need a birthday present. Take care of yourself..."

Scout's voice came through the phone again, "Why are you in a bad mood?"

"It is just something small that doesn't matter. They are not worth mentioning. I am a little tired today

and want to have a rest..."

"Mary, on that day, I'll give you a grand wedding. What do you think about it? You can become a

princess in fairy tales and gain everyone's admiration. Also, do you want the wedding to be held

abroad, or Tranton?"

"Scout, I'm really tired. I want to sleep now. It's 10 p.m."

She secretly reminded him that it was very late and time for a break.

"Well, since you are tired, you can rest. I hope you have a dream. Good night..."

"Good night..."

The phone hung up, but the frustration in her heart did not disappear. Instead, it became more and

more intense, making it difficult for her to fall asleep.

Perhaps it was because she was pregnant that she became more and sleepier during this period. It

could be said that she was particularly sleepy.

She would wake up if there was a little noise before.

But now, when he got up in the morning to go to the company, with all the noise, she only opened her

eyes for a moment and then fell back to sleep.

When she woke up again, it was already 10 o'clock in the morning.

By this time all must have had breakfast. Harriet Smith stretched herself, washed her face, get

changed, and planned to go out to eat.

She took her bag and went downstairs, only to see Lainey Brown and Mary Wright sitting in the living

room.

Not greeting was obviously not an option. Harriet Smith forced a smile and said, "Morning."

Lainey Brown looked over and asked, "Are you awake?"

Harriet reached out and tucked her hair behind her ear. She coughed unnaturally and said, "I slept too

much today."

Hearing this, Lainey Brown smiled and said, "You're pregnant, it's normal to be sleepy, did you get

enough sleep?"

Such a Lainey Brown really made Harriet feel creeped out. When could she return to normal?

She smiled and said, "I've slept enough."

"At breakfast when I heard that you were still sleeping at breakfast, I didn't ask the maid to call you so

that you could sleep a little longer. Now that you're awake, is there anything you want to eat?"

"No, I'm not very hungry."

Lainey Brown raised her eyebrows and said, "How do you think of it this way? You've been up until

10am and not eating is not an option. Tell me what you want to eat and I'll get the kitchen to make it.

It was true that she was hungry, the rumbling had even come out of her stomach, and since she was

already like this, why should she resist?

Blinking, Harriet Smith thought for a moment, and then spat out a few words, "Porridge, egg pancake."

Lainey Brown raised her eyebrows again and asked the kitchen to do it.

Mary Wright, who had been silent all the time, stood up, glanced at Lainey Brown deliberately, and then

walked to the room.

"Mary, don't you want some?"

Lainey Brown's voice came from behind. Mary Wright found it funny and did not turn around, but only

said lightly, "No, I'm not hungry."

So, only Harriet Smith and Lainey Brown were left in the living room.

Harriet Smith ate while Lainey Brown watched. She felt that this was not a meal at all, but a torture

session.

Halfway through, Mary Wright got changed and went downstairs, greeting lightly, "I need to go out."

"You haven't recovered yet. Do you need the driver to send you there?"

"It's okay. I have booked a taxi in advance."

As she spoke, she walked out of the living room and walked out.

Through the window, Harriet Smith clearly saw a taxi parked outside the House of Wright. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Lainey Brown also saw it. She snorted faintly. It was so light that could not hear it if did not listen

carefully.

However, Harriet Smith heard it clearly. She felt that there seemed to be some conflict between them,

but she couldn't figure it out.

Sitting in a taxi, Mary Wright slightly changed her face. After a moment of hesitation, she said to the

driver, "Let's go to the Companies of Wright Family..."

"Okay..."

Then, Lainey Brown's attitude toward her changed, not as enthusiastic and warm as before. She

inquired after her warmth, but became nonchalant. She was very casual and seemingly indifferent.

With a light cough, Harriet Smith felt that her face was like a weather forecast. It was still sunny in the

last second, but the next second, it turned dark again. Maybe it would rain at any time...

However, it was good to get used to it. Besides, she did not care about her attitude at all.

Besides, it's nice to have someone who has rarely revealed his emotion than someone who is a

backstabber.

Her dislike was written all over her face.

She liked to deal with people like this. It was simple and convenient, and doesn't waste any effort on

each other.

After breakfast, Harriet Smith didn't ask the servants to do anything. Instead, she brought the plate to

the kitchen, washed it herself, and then left the House of Wright.

The taxi parked in front of the companies of the Wright family. Mary Wright paid the driver and got out

of the car.

It's business time and the employees came and went, looking extremely busy.

Opening the transparent glass revolving door, she walked straight to the front desk and handed an

invitation to the receptionist. "Please hand it over to Mr. Wright."

"May I ask who I am talking to?"

"Mary Wright, thank you, Mr. Wright's aunt."

With those words, she turned away without another moment's pause.

The receptionist was slightly stunned as she stared at her back, "Mr. Wright's aunt is really young and

an elegant woman!"

However, since she was Mr. Wright's aunt, why didn't she personally give it to him, but had her pass it

on?

It was really strange!

The receptionist frowned and asked the staff to send the invitation.