You Are My Mr Wright novel Chapter 58

He nodded slightly, indicating for her to eat porridge and keep quiet.

She shrugged her shoulders, wrinkled her nose, and ate her porridge.

It had been two days since she came to Butte County. She either ate instant noodles or bread these days. Now she was eating porridge, which made her satisfied.

Soon, the bowl of porridge was finished. She looked over and smiled, "Can I ask you to serve another bowl of porridge?"

"Since Mrs. Wright has asked for this, there is no reason for him not to go..."

He got up, picked up her bowl, and walked to the kitchen, leaving her a view of his back.

No matter what this man did, he always had a kind of indescribable beauty, which was attractive.

The night was very quiet. Even though she was a little cold at this time, this kind of life was really happy.

Just him and her...

She was full at dinner. She ate two bowls of porridge. She didn't know whether it was because she was pregnant or hungry, but she felt that she could eat a lot these days.

The cold blanket made her shiver uncontrollably.

Beau Wright lifted the quilt and went to bed. The other side of her immediately sank.

As soon as he got into bed, she felt that burst of warmth.

She instinctively moved her butt and approached him bit by bit.

He noticed those actions. He crossed his arms around his chest and looked at her lazily. "Cold?"

Harriet Smith nodded honestly. How could it not be cold in such a big room without heating?

"Call me honey, I'll warm you up..." Beau Wright spoke casually and looked lazy. It was rare for him to be so frivolous.

Her eyebrows twitched slightly and she looked at him angrily. "Don't you think it's immoral to ask for a reward from a patient?"

"I don't think so..." His answer was reasonable. "Shouldn't I get something for helping you keep warm?"

This... Why did these words sound so weird...

"I don't need your help anymore...." She rolled her eyes.

Beau Wright's big hand moved and fell on her waist. When he lifted her up, Harriet Smith was lying on his chest.

"For you, of course, I would love to help you get warm. Mrs. Wright, you can do whatever you want. Please enjoy yourself..."

He lowered his chin slightly and tilted his face. The hot air from his thin lips fell on her earlobe.

It was hot and itchy, with an indescribable tremor. Her sensitive earlobes turned red in an instant.

Harriet Smith could feel warm, but the posture was indeed somewhat less appropriate...

With her hands on his chest, she lifted her body and tried to leave. However, just as she moved, the deep, hoarse, muffled voice occurred. "Don't move..."

Obviously, Harriet Smith could feel his reaction.

Suddenly, she blushed and froze in place, not daring to move a muscle.

"That... that... that thing... take it away quickly..." She coughed lightly, and her cheeks were burning hot. She didn't know whether to move or not.

His voice was raspy and mesmerizing, "How do I take it?".

“……”

As time went by, Harriet Smith maintained her stiff posture and remained motionless.

After a while, Beau Wright gently pressed her back, and Harriet Smith lay on his chest again. She felt his chest rise and fall as he exhaled two words in a deep voice, "Let's sleep.."

Her cheek was pressed against his chest, and she could even clearly hear his steady and strong heartbeat.

His body was so hot that she could no longer feel a trace of coldness.

She was a little sleepy just now, but now she was sleepless. She blushed and couldn't help swallowing.

It was only after a long time that she felt sleepy that she couldn't help but close her eyes and slowly fall asleep.

She slept until nine o'clock the next morning. She slept soundly and did not make a dream at all.

She sat up from the bed, slowly stretched out her arms, and looked out through the window.

The sky finally cleared after several days of cloudiness. The sun had not been seen for a long time, finally came out. This was undoubtedly a good thing.

Carefully counted, today is the December 20th from the New Year there are still ten days.

And this New Year, the people in Butte County would definitely not be happy. With such a big disaster, many people lost their relatives, friends, and lovers.

How could they have a good year?

She also felt a little sad in her heart. Looking at those people who were covered with scars and crying bitterly, she felt very uncomfortable.

The burns on her feet completely restricted her freedom. She could do nothing but lie on the bed, look at her mobile phone, and occasionally read the newspaper.