Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me novel Chapter 127

"Bang”, they two together fell to the ground, very embarrassed.

Harriet quickly helped Len, who was also sitting on the ground. Just now, he seemed to knock on the corner of the table by accident, "Len, are you okay? Did you get hurt? "

Len covered his forehead and responded, "I’m okay. And you? "

There was a blood mark on his forehead and blood slipped through his fingers. Lies through his tongue!

“Len！I'll take you to the hospital. "Having said that, Harriet was anxious to help him up, but her legs were weak. Moreover, she was dizzy and felt helpless at the moment.

Especially the people surrounded them were laughing at them. They just took pleasure in their embarrassment. No one came to give a hand. Harriet felt as if they were two clowns.

At this moment, Harriet suddenly realized that Wesley wanted her to come here. He was just in order to punish her in front of the public, without dignity. Let her make an exhibition of herself. She had never been so insulted in her life!

"Wesley, you are so cruel." She looked at the man with hatred, gnashing her teeth.

Camille had a scornful smile on her face, but her voice was full of tenderness: "Harriet, you can't blame Wesley. Since you came to see him with your request, why do you bring other people here? Isn't that on guard against us? Since you don't trust us at first, why do you come here? "

At the moment, Harriet was too angry to restrain the anger accumulated for a long time. So she stared at Camille coolly: "What's it to you? It's not your business. Do you have any voice here? "

"You..." Camille choked. She didn't expect the woman to speak to her in this way. She immediately looked at Wesley and spoke in an injured voice: "I'm just a reminder of goodwill. Wesley, listen to her words!"

Jeffery was very discontented and said, "Hey, don't put on airs. Who do you think you are? A super star?"

Other people also looked at her with disgust, "if you are sensible, get out of here."

"If you can’t afford it, why are you come here?"

Harriet held back her unnecessary emotions and helped Len to his feet, "let's go."

She was too dizzy to find the door, but she didn't want to stay here for a moment.

Len and Harriet slowly moved to the door. Just as they were about to go out, Len felt out of support and found Harriet fall straight down!

"Harriet! “He squatted down in hurry to pick her up, but unexpectedly, someone moved faster than him.

When saw that Harriet was about to fall, Wesley noticed at the first time and stood up at once. However, it was still too late to catch Harriet. He could do nothing but watching her fell heavily on the floor.

Fortunately, he was faster than others anyway.

"You... wait! Who are you to take her away! "

Seeing Wesley holding up Harriet, Len hastened to stand up and stopped him.

Wesley didn't look back, just left a sentence: "I'll get even with you!"

Len was stunned and about to chase him. Someone immediately blocked him: "You have the guts to rob the woman our Boss pick? I think you're really tired of living, aren't you?"

Camille watched Wesley take Harriet away and clenched her fist.

Wesley told her that he didn't care about Harriet at all and had broken up with her? But his deeds didn’t match his words!

Pain, pain all over!

Even in a daze, Harriet could palpably feel the discomfort of her body, which made her breathless.

She felt like she had a long nightmare in which she saw Wesley wandering in front of her. She rushed to him and yelled angrily: "Give my brother back!"

The man grabbed her by the wrist and said, "Colin is the only one you cherish?"

Harriet responded without hesitate: "Or else? My mother is dead. What else do you want from me? You such a devil, give my brother back! Why did you take him away? Do you have ulterior motives? "

Wesley's eyes narrowed slightly. "How do you know I took him?"

"You are always playing tricks! I won't tell you! You're going to harm others, aren't you? "

Listening to Harriet's words, Wesley was extremely agitated. After all, wine is the mirror of the mind. In the past, Harriet's love was in disguise. To him, it was just a bubble. She had already hated him to an extent!

"I took him away, so what?" Wesley responded without mercy.

Harriet was stunned, and couldn’t help but beating his chest, "Why did you take him away? Why did you block all our ways out? "

Wesley took her hands and slowly tightened. "What do you think my purpose is?"

"What else can you do? It won't be a good thing in a word!" Harriet cried with certainty: “Is there someone who needs a kidney? Or do you want to take something else from my brother? Wesley, how can you be so selfish? I've done whatever you told. Could you let my only brother off?

Then she began to cry again. "Wesley, can you bring Colin back? Please, if anything happens to him, I will suicide! If you still feel dissatisfied, you can do anything you like on me. If you want a kidney, I can donate. Please don’t hurt Colin. Please... "

In pleading and cries, his face clouded with anger in the eyes.

He had never been annoyed as he was now, to an extent to strangle this woman, but having no heart to hurt her.

He would not have hesitated before.

After a while, Harriet fell in sleep. Her headache was sweeping her. The hazy and powerless feeling did not allow her to cry all the time.

Looking at the disorderly woman, Wesley went out of the bedroom and ordered the waiter.

After a while, a basin of hot water and tea were brought into the room, accompanied by painkillers, clean pajamas, a bowl of porridge and other items for the hangover.

"Boss, would you like some waiters to serve her?" The housekeeper manager asked carefully.

Wesley looked at the woman on the bed and didn't look at him: "No."

The housekeeper manager was surprised. Will the boss take care of this woman himself? Christ! According to the hyping, they had broken up already, or even terminated the contract. Who would know that they were getting along so well in private? If the news came out, it would trigger a great disturbance.

He’s just a manager. He didn't have the courage to expose the affair.

The door was quietly closed, and the two was left in the bedroom quietly.

Wesley soaked Harriet's legs in hot water and slowly applied them with a towel.

"You are always a brilliant beggar for mercy." Wesley held her leg sullenly. "Why didn't you beg today?"

The woman on the bed muttered, and his hand was loose after all.