You Are My Mr Wright novel Chapter 17

Grace George nervously pulled Harriet and stopped her in time. "Stop talking. The dishes have been ordered. Sit down quickly."

Harriet also knew that her reaction was a little excessive, which must have looked inexplicable to others, perhaps more like a psychopath, but was out of control.

After all, the incident had happened too suddenly and unexpectedly, which caught her off guard. She was a little flustered and had no idea what to do. She just instinctively wanted to vent her anger...

Breathe deeply, she tried to suppress her agitation and sat down.

The heat was on a blast. She took off her down jacket and got up to hang it, but something unexpected happened...

The waiter standing behind her did not expect her to suddenly turn around, and his feet did not stop. The two of them collided firmly.

The plate was still holding in the waiter's hand, and all the red wine in the glass spilled on Harriet's chest.

She slipped and fell heavily to the ground. Beau hurried forward and held her shoulder.

"I'll get the tissue." Grace hurried out.

Harriet panted slightly and got back her composure from shock. She looked up and saw the man in front of her staring at her.

She quickly put his hands in front of her chest and gritted her teeth. "Shameless!"

Beau's voice was unusually low and hoarse. He raised his eyebrows and said, "If you don't look, can you still be considered a man?"

"Despicable! Do you think all men will be as shameless as you?" Harriet glared at him.

"They will be more shameless than me, Miss Smith..."

His hot breath fell on her ear, burning her earlobe red.

"Shameless!"

She scolded him and pushed him away with all her strength.

Leaning lazily against the dining table, Beau Wright's hot tongue brushed across his lips, as if he was recalling something. "Is it correct for teachers to say dirty words?"

"Do I have to say a nice word to you?" She said angrily, glancing at his frivolous behavior, and cursed angrily, "Pervert!"

"Miss Smith, do you want to gain more experience? Or, I'll personally show you something to show what is a real hooligan?"

He moved his long legs forward and pushed her to the corner. Suddenly, he grabbed her slender wrist and held it over his head.

It was rare for him to be impulsive, and he always thought that he was the best at self-control.

But at this time, he was a little out of control.

"Let go of me! Let go of me!" Harrit Smith couldn't move at all. She could only shout anxiously.

His eyes made her a little scared...

At the same time, she heard the sound of hurried footsteps. Harrit Smith knew that Grace George must have returned.

She couldn't help but feel even more anxious. She struggled with all her strength, and even a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead. Her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

Beau Wright didn't want to let go of her at all. He smiled leisurely.

Harrit Smith bit her lip. Before Beau Wright could notice, she lifted her knee and kicked him hard.

Feeling the pain, Beau Wright groaned and loosened his grip on her hands.

She took two steps back and quickly pulled the distance between them apart.

At this time, Grace George pushed open the door of the private room and did not notice the difference between them. "The tissue! Here is the tissue! Hurry up and wipe the wine clean, or you will catch a cold!"

"Should I rescue?" Beau Wright said as he tidied up his coat. He looked elegant and considerate as he stared deeply at Harrit Smith

However, just by a little attention, it could be seen that his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled in pain.

"Of course not, she can go to the bathroom. Mr. Wright, please sit down." Grace Georges answered without hesitation.

Grace George is a wolf in sheep's clothing. Harrit Smith was so angry that she gnashed her teeth in anger. However, it was not good for her to lose her temper. She took the tissue and said to Grace George, "Sorry, I'm not feeling well. I'll go home soon."

"Okay, I see." Grace George also knew that she had her reasons.

After taking her jacket, she gritted her teeth and left without looking back.

Beau Wright narrowed his eyes and returned to his usual attitude of indifference. He opened his thin lips proudly and politely.

"Sorry, Mr. George, I still have a meeting at five o'clock. I'd better have a meal with you today. To apologize, I'll send Mr. Smith home..."

She was a little disappointed, but after hearing his last sentence, Grace George became excited again and nodded hurriedly. "Thank you, Mr. Wright."

The manager of the hotel also rushed over after hearing the news. He kept apologizing and handing over a cigarette.

Beau Wright greeted him lightly and waved his hand, indicating that he should not smoke. "Everyone will make mistakes. Next time, be careful, and remember today's bill is under my name."