You Are My Mr Wright novel Chapter 47

The man in front of her was still vigorous and steady.

His body was long, and he was wearing a knee-length black coat, which made him look more slender, handsome, and tall.

All the female tourists were attracted by him. Their eyes seemed to be glued to him, and some even took out their mobile phones to secretly take photos.

She looked at the man who was attractive and shook her head. She couldn't move and slowed down.

After a while, there was a long distance between them.

Beau didn't hear the footsteps and gasps behind him. He stopped and turned around.

However, the woman sat directly on the steps and looked somewhere.

He frowned slightly and moved forward. He stretched out his big hand and pulled her up from the ground. "If you didn't come to the Caleta Patillos, why didn't you leave?"

Harriet smiled and said, "I'm tired. I don't want to go. No one stipulated that I must climb to the top of the Caleta Patillos. I think the scenery here is good."

His palms and fingers were hot and instantly warmed her hands.

At this time, a man holding a camera shouted as he walked, "Take photos, take photos. Is anyone taking photos?"

"How?" Harriet stopped him and asked.

"Three photos for ten dollars. Do you want to take a photo?"

Harriet looked at Beau with a smile and called softly, "Mr. Wright."

Beau naturally knew what she had in mind, he raised his eyebrows, tugged his thin lips, and spat out several words, "Take a picture yourself."

She had already guessed his answer, so she was not very disappointed.

After searching for a good view, Harriet stood there with a faint smile. She was very elegant and clean.

Not like some girls taking photos, or putting on strange postures, or pouting and making faces.

He looked over with his deep eyes and glanced at the quiet smile at the corner of her mouth. He felt that the surroundings were so quiet and peaceful.

It was as if a stone had been thrown into his calm heart, causing ripples to appear...

The photo was quickly taken out. Harriet was very satisfied and handed Harriet Smith a photo. "Do you want it, Mr. Wright?"

Beau raised his eyebrows and did not reach out to take it.

"You really don't want it? Maybe you will regret it in the future and regret that you didn't take the photo I gave you, Mr. Wright."

She didn't mind. Smiling, she lowered her head and put the three photos into her wallet.

"Mrs. Wright, do you think it's possible?"

Harriet Smith asked, "Why not?"

Without saying anything, Beau Wright glanced at her and said in a low voice, "Continue to go or not?"

"Of course, let's go!"

However, not long after, when he thought of the photo that he had never taken, he smoked all night and did not sleep all night...

Of course, that's just the next story.

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In Butte County.

Mary Wright pulled his suitcase. The receptionist had been waiting for her for a long time. Seeing her, the receptionist went up to her and took her suitcase. "Miss Wright, the dormitory is this way. Please come with me."

After putting the suitcase in the dormitory, Marie Wright called out to the receptionist. "Where's Mr. Wright?"

Cromwell Wright sighed and said, "It's different now. Now that I've thought it through, I think it's nothing."

However, Mary Wright smiled coldly, feeling that it was both ironic and funny.

"Cromwell, you shouldn't have mentioned this topic at all. It was you who made me completely give up. Now, my heart finally calmed down, but you insisted on throwing another huge stone and stirring it up again. Am I a doll? At your mercy like this?"

It took three years, three whole years, for her to get this heart to calm down.

But now, just because of his simple words, and once again will be her heart disturbed. What on earth did he want to do?

"Since your heart is disturbed in this way, it means that you are not calm. It will ruin your day."

"It doesn't matter if it's really calm or if it's just suppressed by force, these are all that you want. I'm just trying my best to do what you want. But now, you've left it open on purpose!"

"Cromwell, I really don't understand what you want!" The corners of Mary Wright's mouth raised in a smile, full of sarcasm.

Three years ago, Cromwell had threatened her. Thinking of the kindness that she had been raised by Cromwell since she was a child, she finally compromised in pain.

At the same time as she compromised, she also told herself in her heart that since she had chosen this path, no matter how painful it was, she had to go on.

Therefore, from now on, she was purely Beau Wright's aunt. Beyond that, there is nothing more...

But just as she accepted her fate and finally returned to peace, Cromwell insisted on tearing the wound open and sprinkling salt on it.

Cromwell Wright looked at her and said slowly, "You have always been smart, but why are you so stupid now? Or will you lose your mind on impulse as long as Beau is mentioned?"

The hand hanging by her side gradually tightened, and Mary Wright held her breath steadily. "Just say what you want to say. Your mind is too deep for me to figure it out."

But it was undeniable that Cromwell Wright's last sentence did hit her soft spot.

"In that case, I'll make it clear. No matter what happens between you and Beau in the future, I won't participate in it again. Do you understand?"

Hearing this, Mary Wright looked shocked and stared straight at Cromwell Wright. "Cromwell, do you know what you are saying right now?"